False Senses
Do you realize that you lost?
Do you realize that I won?
Or did you think it was a tie
In your sick twisted mind?
Stuck in your lies
Concrete at your feet
You never took a step
You never made a sound
When the gun was fired
And I ran for my life
Do you realize that you lost?
Battered and tossed
By your own malfunction
Wires you crossed
Leaning on a crutch
From wounds self inflicted
Do you realize that I won?
Running like fire
Brighter than the sun
Autumn behind my head
Summer in my eyes
So near the finish line
The reward is mine
Or did you think it was a tie?
Tangled web behind your eyes
Wrapped in delusions
Coming to false conclusions
In your sick twisted mind
Do you realize that you lost?
Do you realize that I won?
Or did you think it was a tie
In your sick twisted mind?
Stuck in your lies
Concrete at your feet
You never took a step
You never made a sound
When the gun was fired
And I ran for my life
Copyright © Brontë Morris | Year Posted 2012
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