you know in kindergarten the punishment was to stand still
absolutely still
till the silence and the calmness knocks you out dead on your knees

that's what you did to me

i was so still unable to move
and like a red apple macaroon you tore
my heart and crushed it beneath your feet

everyday i wonder how hurt you must've been to hurt me like this

so i turn beet red and scout still people
to turn their hearts into feet crumble as well
after all this is the cycle of life