Virtuous Silence

I am never wrong, I am always right.
His lips never move, but this is what I hear.
I want to shut him out and I think someday I might.

I thought I would learn, but here is my plight.
Not to be accepted, this is what I fear.
He is never wrong, he is always right.

So I keep my mouth shut, my cheeks inside I bite.
My vacant face, my eyes will shed no tear.
I want to shut him out and I think someday I might.

I pay with my silence to be held oh so tight.
I think how lucky it is that he is even here.
He is never wrong, he is always right.

He never listens to me, you'd think I'd see the light.
I clinch my fists and my eyes blear.
I want to shut him out and I think someday I might.

It's an awful price to pay just to be held dear.
Never saying just what I think, never to be clear.
He is never wrong, he is always right.
I want to shut him out and I think someday I might.