I’m calling your bluff,
You act like you’re tough,
By why aren’t the words,
Controlling your motives,
That gets stuck in a lotus,
That you can’t get out of,
That you can’t get by,
That leaves me so scared,
That I only trust fear,
That’s running down tears,
Down my face leaving stains,
Creating lines that are blind,
From your motives they hurt,
From the start to the end
That’s where they usually begin,
But I’m not gonna act,
Like I don’t see the flags,
The warnings, the facts,
That you think I don’t tag,
From the words that you say,
From now then this day,
I still run away...