Catch Me If You Can
If death came to you day after day.
Followed you to bed and never went away.
Would I still be blamed?
If all I did,was what death asked of me today.
I could plead insanity,
I'm dying eitherway.
I could die a mad man,
Or pretend I'm insane.
But you're smarter than that, aren't you?
You like playing my game.
I bet you'd like what I do.
Maybe even garner some fame.
You know me better than that, dont you?
It was never about the fame.
I would do what I do,
Even without the name.
It's the thrill of the chase,
The trophies that remain.
The puzzles I leave for you,
The joy, every single time you fail.
You can try to catch me now
Or someother day.
There'll be another body waiting
Everytime you fail.
By
Amanda Miller
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