It’s alive
They celebrate
But I sigh in disappointment
Why?
So what if they have started something?
What difference does it make?
Why can’t your cold heart just embrace their joy?
If so, for their sake
Why do you feel this nagging need
To go the other way?
Your introversion makes your corroded soul
more hollow every day
Can instinct really be so cruel
and go against the grain?
I mean the outcome of your highest hopes
Is hard to explain
If words are true and not a front
your need to self-obsess
then I’ll say a silent prayer for you
and ask forgiveness
Confrontation makes no sense
Inward bitter till the end
Pictures you will never see
Death for you, Death for me
Embrace in full the darker parts
Always geared up when it starts
Something you would never do
Death for me, Death for you
It’s a crime that I cannot commit
Ideas that I cannot permit
A father you will never be
Death for you, Death for me
Conversation makes no sense
Inward bitter till the end
Wallow in you solitude
Death for me, Death for you
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