Skull awaits your soul

There you are alone
With no hope of ever having
Something to be proud of
Something earned without begging
Yes, I know you’re a person
A person close to me
Who do you think you are?
What more do you want from me?

Why are you at home?
Buried in your self pity?
Why do you insist on ripping the life clean out of me?
Yes, I know your the person
The person that took time with me
Does it give you the right to expect your life revolves around me?