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More of an object, less of a person


More of an object less than a person

You take control of the household, you take control of the land

You take on initiative, you plant your feet in the sand

But you don’t seem to take responsibility, when it’s due

In doubt that anything could happen to you

I say no, I do all I can

And yet you still have your feet in the sand

You took control of my body, not the household or the land

You took initiative and yet you still don’t understand 

I cry, i scream, I fight with all of my might

You did this to me, knowing it wasn’t right

You are no man, take your feet out of the sand,  and you let go of Gods hand

More of an object, less of a person, you treated me like a toy

What’s done in the dark, will always come to light, you’re nothing but a little boy

I forgave, I try to forget, I do all I can

And I will take your place with my feet in the sand

More of a person, less of an object

I’m bigger than any man, stronger than any man

You thought you took something from me, but I won in the end

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