this feeling i have sitting at the pit of my stomache is making me feel uneasy about it all. like i'm stuck on pause, not knowing when to press play. but, do i even want to see how things will carry it out? you tell me. i'll listen. it's as if it's all fallin out, but as long as the wrong feels right i'm still in. tag team me into this fight, i swear i'll take you down. cuz you know that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano. i'm unsure how to tell you how it really is, but i can show you how it feels like. i'm good at that. we’ll be spittin' back bullshits until we laugh. we can thumb wrestle it out, and i'll let you win. kick me to the curb and i'll walkout, but don't come chasin' like you always do. stay true to those words you bark. cuz you know my bark is bigger than your bite. we love to play tug of war with our emotions. but that's just how it is. two negatives put together, but at the end that makes a positive right? who am i to say…im no mathematician.
- Circa '10

no lessons learned when buttons are pushed with eyes closed and bitter tongues.
this time 'round forgiveness may cease to exist when that's all that's needed for this war to end.