Things

When the little things give you away.
And all you have to say,
Is "im sorry".
 
Don't give credit to the people,
That hindered my sway,
 
Just because you love them.
 
Those people try; night and day,
To force others to obey.
 
But I will go my own way.
 
The little things,
Give you away.
Don't force your fantasies on me.
 
I know who you're hiding,
And I won't sway.
At least, not in my normal way.