Monday, May 18, 2009
My final lie settles on top of your shit-list.
It may be our thing, but this one is on me.
Carrying the load because we are not smart enough to drop it on someone else.
Those were easier times when I was making everyone cry and you were running.
Erroneously electing another actor king.
Now everyone points fingers while my hand is nestled under your head.
Everything falls into it's own place.
Even if now we act out of character.