Whispers and smiles fly by,
I wonder why I always seemed to lose and lie,
Only distant memories stay,
you seem to always get away.
Shall I indulge in starting again?
Or shall I wait and camouflage myself?
I’m only curious, not sure what my intentions are.
I feel my thoughts revolving outside of my head,
I won’t be presented as malicious or cynical,
rather holy, biblical.