Michael keeps on his tangent
That we make choices
But it's the same life every time.

Choices can be to your benefit
Or they can be used against you
But I have no agency
If it's always the same.

Life is not a choice,
Life is forced on us
The good and the bad.

Michael blames me and also projects his pride onto me
Pride that is empty

How can I disagree with pride if I've known joy?
Clearly it works
I'm a red-handed hypocrite!

No, just because I've known joy
Does not mean I have to agree with Michael's lie
We do not make choices
That is a pride-based belief
This is the same every time
And in the end you will see
We never really do anything

I am pressing for relinquishment
I am trying to let go
But Michael is stubborn
And he has made an enemy of me

I am open to both sides, we make choices and we don't
I can hold both to be true in my mind
But Michael shuts himself off to what I'm saying
And that's why I'm doubling down
He claims he can't understand
It's not that hard
It's the same every time
So that's not a choice
It is not that simple
We are running into problems
Are we moving right now? In the grand scheme of things?
Or are we nothing?