Dancing with the Enemy

Tip-toe gently; try not to offend you
I glide across this thin sheet of glass.
I am dodging left and right trying not to hit a landmine.
If i say something before checking with you
I am scared of the reaction..
I went left, but you got mad i didn't turn right,
I go to make a u-turn and you pull me over.

Tip-toe silently;my words can't save me now.
You accuse me of being two sided yet you're the hypocrite.
It's like you think you're in control of me.
Like i am your robot.
Like im enslaved to you.
I am scared of you and your opinion but really
where is the logic in that.

Tip-toe quickly; try not to be seen
Cause if you catch me being happy, you'll take that too.
You already treat me like im a rebel.
Like nothing i do is right, but that's crazy to me cause who died and made you king?
Why can you just see that it is my life.
Emily's questions, hurt, heartbreak and stings.
Why can you just back off-i gotta see for my self.

Tip-toeing is not for me.
So please, for the both of us-just let me be.