Lacking of certain things
seems ridiculous,
you would think
but its never
what you may Have
at one point
Blindly and Hopefully Believed
There is nothing wrong with being hopeful I suppose
Yet one might think not to indulge in blindly believing
Always know the odds,
as if you shouldn't
without the fact.
Factoring risk into decisions
As if its the right thing to do,
The older you get.
Shouldn't call it fear.
Just maturing and calculating the risk.
Coward?
Yet the awareness lacks,
even on my behalf.
I bite my tongue
No nuts I guess
In some parts
Yet this was just the transitional phase needed to pave the road
I suppose
Clearly,
not really
Weary?
I'm barely
thinking of the future
Only thinking of my desires
Currently
and what is expected of me
Me and only me
All to myself
The song we have been singing for so long,
became played out eventually to my own likings?
Question every letter at moments
To feel it all release at a particular time,
The answers are already written,
Why is he speaking
and why should I listen?
Slipping through quicksand slowly
just to fall into a pot of gold
waiting on the other side.
I guess that would be my heaven
What do you want from me?
Answer me,
with the body Language that for some reason I get confused by?
Wish I knew myself WHy,
So I'd rather think when I'm bored and live with my sword?
That is a Game of Thrones influence.
What an evening,
of fill in my own blank.
Isn't that me by myself
just doing anything?
The difference is nothing really?
why choose the heavier of the two?
in that case
choose you.
Preachy,
makes me cringe,
coming off all Above,
the other
keeping him and his friend
down
So we can develop issues that
"You just can't Understand"
Complicated it seems
Whatever,
indulge in the pleasure,
of giving pleasure.
Really you must agree
There Is Nothing Better