Round and round we go
Like a cat chasing a mouse
But neither knowing who's who
Round and round we go
*** for tat on words that rapidly fire
No thought no worry in the heat of the moment
Hurtful harming words that can never be unspoken
Words that can **** dangling from our egear mouths
Both with our guard up
And gun ready to attack
We wait breathlessly for the other to slip up
Jumping at any opportunity at any cost we never stop.
Our petty minds don't stop till the other is dead.
On the floor barley breathing.
Thats when we all be remorseful.
When we will finally see the damage coursed.
But until then we continue our war
Waving the white flag
For only moments at a time. Screaming we're sorry
But never are we.
Begging the other to change.
And
For us to continue the way one wants.
But with both against any form for reconcile
Neither will change
Not even for a time.
Our heats and minds are set.
To a goal
To something either one of us doesn't know.
But we are concrete in our way,
our beliefs, and our 'goal.'