Repeating Patterns

Repeating patterns, but none of them quite fit As you come out to play again, with your latest trick Away fooling all the others, then you are out fooling me Keeping your options open, why will others not see A door that never quite closes; always remains ajar A light that always remains lit; no matter how far you are Whispered words to beguile me, I am such a fool Looking into the mirror, thinking you look so cool With so many players in the game, just who am I talking too But you still pull me; because you’re such a strange brew Your puppet on a string, except the strings are now all broke And I am running away; because now I have become awoke Inside you really hate me, because I can see, and feel it all But still left standing and thinking just how you have the gall Now we’re left repeating patterns; security or in your mind lack Either way we’re just going around in circles, no coming back I continue to watch this story; I have a need to know how it ends To understand all of its knowledge, and the message it all sends Then when born into another life-time, I will know the score And then I will see, just what mask it is for me that you wore