Just like the teacher I once had
The one who's started this path...
Have I ever had a choice?
Not moving was a strategy
Or the only move that I had
Back then and a night back
Why was I so numb
When the time asked for a turn?
Was I scared of your strength
Or just afraid to say no?
Was it good and I don't know?
Was it me who made you go?
Was it a game I once proposed?
Apologize and I will know.
Silly rhymes won't make the change
I now need
in order to move on
You're not the teacher I once had
but a lesson you taught me well:
Play dead & it goes away
So dead I am now,
GO AWAY.
