I'll try anything to stop you from defeating me. I'll turn the truth against you. |
| I'm your diplomat; the devil's advocate when there are only angels on your shoulders. When I start moving from within you don't know where to begin and I'm helpless from your hopelessness. Rights and wrongs become undecided; I'm hiding illuminated in the trying shadows of light you can't describe. You're my suicide when I can't find my pride. Help me count my time down. Help me round my number up from a smile to a frown and let me run your thousand yards to find one single word that blows your paragraphs apart. I'm the vacancy you can't fill and the disease without a pill. I'm your arrogance in clouds you won't come around, until you do... and then I'm just as dead as you. 23 Lines, from "World By Design" |