Generate

Hey, you give me no choice
I entertain by the silence
That you created by noise
Hey, I’m flirting inside
I need the floor opened up
For the scream I’d now love to shout
Oh well — I can’t convey — I can’t relate
To the thoughts you now generate
I can’t contain — I can’t explain
All the words you now generate
Hey, I swallowed your pride
To gather up confrontation
That you have so long denied