High Horse Hypocrisy: A Poetic Reflection on Setting Boundaries

I know I’m up on my high horse and I love a good discourse and some hypocrisy But you should tell by my face that there’s a time and a place So please just spare me the tea I hope that you find some closure and maybe some composure You won’t get them from me I guess I’ll just sit and stare and I wonder if you can tell How bad this guy wanna eat Shut your mouth, don’t share, didn’t ask, don’t care, say no