I almost chose not to post this. I'm still on the fence as to leaving it up here. I might take it down soon, I'm not sure.
Time to face it,
I can't erase it,
Can't escape it just in case it
Starts to encase me as I retrace it,
The steps I took to try to replace it,
No reasons for me on which to base it,
The decision on where I've chosen to place it,
Time to sit back and see how far this person takes it.
There's no way out, no running away,
No turning around and finding yesterday,
The concrete defenses, I'll turn them to clay,
Not gonna calculate each word that I say,
Just to set up a place where they'd choose to stay,
Let them decide if there's any way
To believe that my past is not my today.
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