I Did Not Ask
I did not ask for this life
But you handed it to me
Like the sharp end of a knife
I did not ask for sight
But you gave it to me
In a world of everlasting fright
I did not ask for a voice
But you gave me one
And demanded my choice
I did not ask for judgement
So, yes, I ran and hid--
I did not ask for anything
But
You
Act
As
If
I
Did
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