Should I have ever planted any hope in it? Tending to a garden, that would never produce everything You never appreciated, so must you receive your share? I will shower you with superfluous assistance, And cling to you for moments, expecting certainty Forever receiving naught; descends upon me, once again Five-sided spaces that are always one shade, are unbothered And it was never worth the sacrifices that a good man would make Not a heart determined to read the fine print, yet it's acceptable, and parallel to us all Ever since, we can't even decipher an evident hint So should I have set aside a scrap of trust for you? There's a festivity within my mind, and you weren't requested- Where glow-in-the-dark moons can shield us, for a fee of acceptance And the fine wisps that still clasp on, have my inclusive forgiveness Before it was your own choice, and I considered it your own voice, Those antique words that ought to be barred, in a world where alteration is our master So don't strive to obstruct the paths of contradiction again Though I may faintly chortle of actuality, You mustn't fail to notice that I am determined to forgive