‘That number multiplied by itself

Little time do I give…Feeding the whims,Of my own selfish wishes.When I think of you,And the time you have spent…Giving to others,With such a ‘relentlessment’.Not a thought do I have,Whether or not I should be there.It is just done.And I do it!When I think of you in my sentiments.When I think of you,And all that…

Too many times you claimed I was the one wrong.And to me it matters not,If that is argued until your lips drag and drop.I’ved stopped my mental rendevous with you.We’ve touched too much disgust together,And we’re through…dust busted.Shakened up from the crusting rust.This is what you wanted to do,Since someone else laid their eyes on…

To have that revealed?And when we do arrive,To await the answer.Will we accept what we hear?Or will our ears choose to believe…Deceptions we’ve kept hidden,In our hearts!

You want it said another way.Unfortunately there is nothing else.Nothing I’d like to convey.I am not the one in masquerade.Nor am I the fool you believed,I portrayed.You choose to hide behind pretentions.And today I seek reality.Something you hide and afraid to display.There’s no need to argue.Or vent a temperment!I’ve already said what I have had…

Flexed and seen.Nourished in public scenes.It can be stretched to convince.But none of this makes sense…If it is there to just make fences,To abuse the ones who viewMuscle from a distanceKnowing it can deflateAnd decline when time finds it,A ‘has been’ defined…As much too over-rated!

Of who and what…Where and when!That is ‘why’ this ‘how’Had to begin!