Category Justice

Category is...
Co-dependent justice.
If you broke their heart and made it ugly,
step forward.

Oh, you thought you could paint me the villain?
We do not do that in my court, baby.

I arrive in neutral tones, silk suit, clean line
You arrive already screaming, spilling cheap red wine
I just arch my back, strike pose, let the room investigate
Every side eye, every whisper, I just call it weighing weight

You begin with "they're so toxic", I just tilt my head and sigh
Say I hope they find their healing, let that silence crucify
I do not need raised voices, I got evidence in heels
Every step a little gavel, every turn a slow reveal

Hands up if you kept the peace while they dragged you through the mud
Hands up if you made it pretty while they spilled your holy blood
Now they call you manipulative for giving balance back
But you only matched the chaos that they never thought they had

Category: justice, not your little victim scene
I am velvet guillotine, I keep it polite and mean
You broke the scales in public, now the judges see it live
Tens across the board tonight for my social survival

Do not call me toxic, call me law in Louboutin
I just pose and let your storyline collapse from deep within
If it looks like I destroyed you, check who threw the first sharp spin
Category: justice, and I came to collect your sins

I can dance on both your sides, say I hear you, both of you
Hold your friend's hand in the bathroom, still defend the things you do
I am whispers in the hallway dressed as gentle, quiet care
I am questions asked so softly that they hang you in the air

You keep saying I am ruthless, but I never raise my tone
I just center my composure while you come apart alone
I am neutral, I am balanced, I am just so sad for you
I am justice in a catwalk, and the jury loves the view

I bent my back to keep our bodies in a perfect pretty we
You tore the curtain with your tantrum, then blamed it all on me
If I sound a little sharper when I finally drop the act
That is not me turning evil, that is symmetry, in fact

Category: justice, not your little victim scene
I am velvet guillotine, I keep it polite and mean
You broke the scales in public, now the judges see it live
Tens across the board tonight for my social survival

Do not call me toxic, call me law in Louboutin
I just pose and let your narrative unravel from within
If my fairness feels like poison on your sugar coated skin
Category: justice, and I came to collect your sins

Balance.
Verdict.
You did this.
Now pose...

Right face, left face,
Drop, spin, death drop,
Let that guillotine come in.

I held every secret, I protected every flaw
I rewrote the conversations so you never touched the law
You parade in broken glass and call it all my blame
But I choreographed your chaos into something we could name

I am tired of being pretty when the truth is black and blue
If I finally let them see it, that is all on you
You mistook my soft diplomacy for failing to keep score
But I logged it, and I logged it, and I am not your shield no more

Category: justice, watch me step into the light
I am velvet guillotine, and the cut is sugar bright
You broke the scales in public, now the judges call it in
Tens across the board, baby, for the art of all your sins

Do not call me toxic, call me balanced to the bone
You mistook my quiet mercy for a place to throw your stones
If my kindness turns to clarity and you finally look small
Category: justice, and I just reflected it all

Case closed.
No appeal.
Next category.