| 7. SURRENDERING |
| Are you out there? Can you hear me? If you were true, would I even care? I saw them deny everything that makes them real. Did you see their stares? Could you hear them whispering about the past and what's at stake? When will you share? I'm tired of whimpering for your sake. Swallow your so-called "direction." I'll scatter you in my temptation. I'll spread your fire into breeze. I'll make you wish you needed me. I'll forcefeed glare into your eyes. Your idleness I despise. We'll laugh when the ice breaks. Why can't we live two lives? Scampering into the stare of destitude's unlucky care, you'll sow bad attitude everywhere. The moon will bleed red and the game will finish, but I'll still have finished first, and you're still worst. Were you out there? Could you hear me? If they were through would you even care? I saw them defy everything that makes them feel. Did you see their smirks? Could you hear them snickering about the last time you shunned them? When will you care? When will you retreat from battle's hem? |