Indeed I have sucked it up to heights   Unknown to those outside   My body has contained and suppressed   And swallowed and abetted   Oh I am a stranger to myself   Beneath altruism dwells   A force uncontended   A voice that is tempered   To boiled and unhindered      Who am I kidding?   I am not some Mother theresa   If I don't say something soon   I will break from the weight of the high road I take   No      Indeed I need my chance to fail   Some room to unravel   I need a chance to blame for two minutes   Unbridled, unbrazened   So I need imaginings of maiming   Fantasies of outright screaming   I need a chance to thrash for minutes   Uncontained, unforgiving      Who am I kidding?   I am not some Mother theresa   If I don't do something soon   I will die from restraint   As a sick subjugate   No      I will move beyond, I'm certain of that   The sooner I go the quicker I'll be back   I would not threaten or cause you any harm   Have to get this out or my light will go out      Who am I kidding?   I am not some Mother theresa   If I don't do something soon   I will die from restraint   As a sick subjugate