I fall ashamed to the quiet yet untamed
I drift to the rift of the sneaky and the swift
Break the pieces
Chase the meces
Take a knife
And roll the dice
I tell a story
No a theory
Of a cold, alone ingrown child
I opened up
I let it loose
I shot the breeze
I got a bruise
I'll let it go
It's not for show
So tell me why?
Is it not me?
O.never mind I think I know
Leave me alone
I am on a quest
I'd fuck you know
And try my best
Or I'll try later
I have to cater to my asters every need.