Angels Above

Suicide is not an option, they only lie that I want to die.
To only be in a position of neglect, so what the heck.
I was manipulated by others, not as if it was my brother that would be a confrontation to my face, but set up behind my back as they talk smack that I cannot hear so I turned to beer.
Until that became trouble when I started seeing double, I need to burst their bubble of ego, So I see, I need to be free to enjoy my life, maybe settle down with a wife and kids, but to be trapped in a jar with a lid.
Maybe it's about the highest bid, like a piece of meat, the situation is stuck on repeat of one day like another of being used and abused or do I happen to be accused.
I am not sure but I know I am pure love like the angels above, I want to be free as a dove