Selective

Crazy how you only hear

What makes you feel clean

Like truth is a stain

And you're scared to be seen

You cut out the screaming

Stitched in the charm

Played the fucking victim

With a knife in your arm

You remember the peace

But not the pills

You loved me quiet

And kept me still

Your memory's a grave

With curated names

And you spit on the truth

Like it ruined your game

Selective hearing

Selective memory

Selective truth

All dressed in sympathy

Keep your half-assed gospel

Your whitewashed view

You didn't forget —

You just couldn't face what's true

You said you "didn't know"

Fuck that, you did

You watched me unravel

And tightened the lid

Asked how I felt

Then rolled your eyes

Because real answers

Don't match the lies

Don't call it confusion

You made the call

Erased my name

So you could stand tall

Keep your version

Your polished disguise

But know I see you

When you close your eyes

Selective hearing

Selective faith

Selective grace

All that fake love

Can't cleanse the taste

You wanted control

I gave you a mirror

Now fuck your revision

I'm making it clearer

Say my name wrong

Tell the tale right

But I hope you fucking choke

On the lie you recite