I crumpled up another laptop screen for the trash
Another ash pile amidst confusion
Another screech in the black
I have agreed to agree one or too many times
and use each yes as a no
For failing two different sides
My life is centered around all the people whose lives are centered around me
And it's a dizzying cycle
where no one gets a reprieve
A lover for the festival
A buse for the morn
How quickly love is lust and turns to scorn