Lie
Run
Cry
Far
Guilt is a tool
So is a pitchfork
It's all you had
To keep me leashed
I will not abuse
But then one day
Maybe I'll fold
And tell you this
You broke my wings
Funny how it's hard
To set the line
And be true
To my heart and soul
Feeling so damn old
Blackened heart
And spiteful fever
Getting smarter
Maybe better
At this life
Stupid ants are
Playing their marbles