For you I try..
Giving it takes me to a place where I am conclusive.
Taking more than what I giving because understanding I lack there of cause of the events due to the situation as ones trigger.
I tread lightly struck by guilt to react with bitterness.
Though every word is like defense to
the case presented on behalf of the man being accused.
Although right I'm wrong to justify is a confession itself.
Merely to be "One" you must hang yourself to show act of conversed with anything in history.
Questions aren't necessitate
Screened diurnal insist abusive language or insult.
Taunts of dismissal digs indentations
Ditest of the man being you shoot to ****.
Wide-eyed to interesting creatures I'm lured by lust.
Only to implicate myself in to being downsized and crushed.
Talking to be heard decisive of my words choose only to be seen to make my own decision.