Glass Houses and Crusaders

listen
I’m not angry
I know you mean well
but I need to set one thing straight
I don’t need anyone charging in
trying to save my day
swinging a shiny sword
astride a big white horse
not when I’m already taking action
I fight my own battles
mop my own damn floors
 
like that knight ever on a crusade
you don’t notice my day-to-day
but you think when I get upset
I need someone else to fix things
rain down righteous justice
on someone else’s deserving head
and yet neglect to accept
doing your own regular maintenance
 
it might have escaped your notice
but I speak my mind most of the time
so nothing much to cause any stress
…until I go silent
I’d be more inclined…
to give you a piece of my mind
if I thought you had a clue
what to do with it