Let me enter.
Let me set the scene.
Let me tell the story
You wrote on the back of me.
Let me show the knife
You did not dare plunge in my chest.
Let me ask you to explain
Where you put my body to rest.
Let me present my scars
And my tales of truth.
Let me do all those things
You did not dare to do.
Let me take the tape off
You have put on my mouth.
When you told me to be silent,
Every time you thought me too loud.
Let me do all of that
Before you present me to them,
So they know you have tried
To write me into an end.
