Silencing the lamb

I'm inconsiderate, isn't that what you say i am

I eat you up like it's the silence of the lamb

every day you're a meal to me

even though you get to live comfortably

what's in your mind is all you're gonna see

everything at fault is all because of me

I am sensitive to peoples feelings too

so I empathize, turn around to be accused

of being the one, "the cause", the mental abuse

even though I try to see it from your point of view

you think I don't care and you say I'm unloved

while you are going undetectable hands covered with gloves

the spots where your prints should linger on my soul

there is nothing there so nobody really knows

all of the times that you've lost all control

chewed me up spit me out

made sure I knew my role

yes sir, no sir, don't speak until you're spo.......