Left? Right?
It's all the same
Right? Wrong?
when you get down to it.
I don't want to think this
I don't want to think.
I don't want to wonder,
I don't want to wander,
I don't want to leave,
I don't want to stay,
Light? Dark?
no differences except one is lacking.
But which one?
Is the light lacking cover?
Is the dark lacking warmth?
Lies? Truth?
When we see each other again
True? False?
You will still just pretend.
Because life is a game,
a game you were good at.
Now my board is wiped clean,
the tiles spell out nothing,
nothing at all.
Zero points.
Zero Score.
Endless possibility,
but only in the wake of distruction.
I have nothing left to say.
But I want to see
If I can make a word
Can I will it my way?