Emphasis is endlessness, goes on and on for hours. Your words like spit, drop down a bit from your pretty, silly tower. You’re so grown up, you know the world, yet live life like a childish girl. You steal vocab, you steal the dream, you say things that you’ll never mean. Keep on talking, keep on working, throw the towel and throw the shirt in, throw the skirt and throw the eyes, the decency, along with lies. Throw your dignity, throw a strop, scream and shout to make it stop, throw your voice, do a make up check before you rush through the door and scream “I Object!”.