May 27, 2012 15:18
Your words ring out with a lack of conviction. Set off by that insincere smile you can't hide. You're always peeking through the peep hole, debating, observing, but never letting me inside. This cat and mouse dance keeps the perfect distance
Exchanging words through screen doors
You talk a good game, but your poker face is wanting
You can't muster enough bravado to change that lilt in your inflection
Missing just enough resolve to transform that period into yet another question mark for your collection
A testament to your fear of commitment
A headstone to commemorate your cowardice
Giving up your passion in an attempt to placate the demons
Silence as a white flag in a war with no prisoners and no peace treaties
Your battle scene brain doesn't believe in cease fires
"If you'd fought like a man, you wouldn't hang like a dog."