Best

You are quick to flow your judgment near
Two cents given but not exchanged
You take what you will
impose
suppose
Thinking you know what lies within, with all
But keep yourself hidden
Hide behind the wall
Shackled by your insecurities
Fashioned by fear
Built up by illusion
Giving yourself away by not giving yourself to anyone
Foolish in your fantasies
You lay the shame
bring the blame
Don’t look within to settle the score
Perfection is hardly an art you've mastered
The blade glistens before you twist
My back at your mercy
But mercy does not live here
Only "ought to's" and "should have done's"
And your delusion
That you know what’s best for me
Though you know not what is best for you