I don’t see your reason to play
Is there something you know that I do not?
Things I tell you are given away,
Much like I did and left them to rot
When things are seen through a monocle
Not two, not a pair
The acts I’ve committed are still canonical
As these clothes,
You do not wear!
So I anger when the truth is diluted
An answer it seems, must be reputed
While wrongness and hurt
Plant seeds in the dirt,
For trust between us feels polluted…
Feb 2, 2011
Feb 2, 2011 at 8:31 PM UTC
I don’t see your reason to play
Is there something you know that I do not?
Things I tell you are given away,
Much like I did and left them to rot
When things are seen through a monocle
Not two, not a pair
The acts I’ve committed are still canonical
As these clothes,
You do not wear!
So I anger when the truth is diluted
An answer it seems, must be reputed
While wrongness and hurt
Plant seeds in the dirt,
For trust between us feels polluted…