| "the cycle" | |
| though it starts, Im not unhappy at all Ive thought through this, and its something I can control but something will happen to trigger the beast and bring all my mistrust to bear its not who I am, Im just blowing off steam Its someone that I too abhor then well start the cycle again this is your favorite part sooner or later well be back again and this is my favorite part I can see it now, youre looking at me with eyes that could burn the sun sheepishly I grasp for a piece of anything that I once had before well, its over the horizon, but its fine with me if you want to save my soul to me its clear, the suns already here sometimes its just hard to let go a sidestep, its clearly but can you see through my lies to offer me your hand would be better than I can offer you in return your dislike of the critical light will keep you away from me never try to bear all that I make you wear its just a way to take the blame from me |
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