Varieties of 365 opposite weaving through your hair like the snakes of later gorgon
Extracting pain from lesions cauterized,
The time has caught up with me but not with you,
I understand
Pushing further results in the win but you tied the white flag around your polar throat,
Waltzed into places I loved with high hopes;
Now knowledge feels like a house with the guts bled out,
Walls and veins a front yard masterpiece
You said I wasn't allowed,
So now I say you're not allowed,
And now You may never be fully in again
(That goes to show just what I know,
I seclude my thoughts by choice
And you look so alien, alien, alien)