Star Pupil

"I'm sorry..." Two words I can't seem to extract From my vocabulary It's not that I've done wrong See, this is where things get hairy History has wired me this way The suction Of that phrase upon my brain Led to the destruction There hasn't been any sign of Reconstruction But I am willing to try What can I say? My whole life I've played the passive wife Every trick I've turned my head So now I gather up my best defenses To words unsaid I swear, I'll curb all the baggage Once I learn the language Baiting me with things I craved And yeah, I'd be waiting Just like the dogs of Pavlov I'd start salivating A private hell Each time they rang the bell Peel me Strip the tainted layers of this Past life For you, I'll wipe the slate clean If you wipe my eyes dry To that former self We'll bid farewell Fare thee well! Teach me, sir A new vernacular Consider me your star pupil I'm a slow burn But a fast learn And if I start to push away Babe, you just pull I swear to you I will be fine All I need is. Time Peace of mind Someone kind enough To guide me on my way So, wait Don't lose your faith Your patience will lead me To a brighter day I see now that I've been low Been knocked down by petty blows A casualty of the unspoken But watch me now See how I've grown? Not aloof And not alone I am bruised but not broken Bruised but not broken And I do accept The dialect Things finally comprehend