contradicting,
to what i am lead to believe,

you hold strong,

and with a shrug,
you brush off your discontent thoughts,
and put them aside,

hero,maybe?
only a beholder can decide,

and in the heat,
while one tosses in the night,

dreams  capture  my attention,
and I'll douse myself in impurity,
if you think we can stay awake,

and with  my ratio cut down,

who am i to believe?
and where am i to stand?