I Decide
Wait, I'm going to slip by what you begin to feel.
On one page, 2 pages, on every word I deal.
It's true I'm the sort that most despise,
but believe me when I tell you that sh*t is all a guise.
I've always let those who know me see one thing,
I promise you I play the fool, while I let you be the king.
The fact that missed and totally misconstrued.
Is that this little pawn, is the reason you can be you.
At any time I truly wish to chime in,
Is the time I decide instead of mine, your mind will bend.
Copyright © Aaron Butcher | Year Posted 2020
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