They put me in a shape that didn't fit 

I'm not out of shape; just out of it

 

Hit me once just to try it 

It was a hit so they milked it

 

We go from indifference

To bursting at the seams

 

A glitch of biology

Without meaning

 

Start the discussion

About the shape of the room

 

The emotional repercussions 

Of all those angles 

 

Cornering me about sensitive kids

Declining to consider my angle on of it  

 

How could we do to them what was done to us

When there’s so much worse we could map out