They start talking –
there’s a darkness, i see it,
i know who you are, you don’t see,
i understand your deepest thoughts –
Stop short, halt, brakes screech.
If I let you in, you can’t escape
with your swarmy smile. Arrogance
personified, I feel no sympathy –
in fact, I don’t feel anything anymore –
You see nothing but what I let you see,
and I guess it was convincing enough
that you believed.
Chaos of Life 