(no subject)
I have a lot of stories in one hand, and I have some truth in the other, which is only considered truth because I found it myself. One hand weighs far more than the other.
I look at how I see things, and how I feel today about all concerned. I think about this story, from both sides, in all its apparent state.
No matter how many ways I try to see this, no matter how much I weigh the truth from what I know to be false, there are no good scenarios here.
And In the best case scenario, there is no nice ending and there is no winner.
You really wonder why I don’t want to look inside anymore.
It isn’t any wonder. I am the only one I can rely on here.
And as far as I’m concerned nobody wins.
I look at how I see things, and how I feel today about all concerned. I think about this story, from both sides, in all its apparent state.
No matter how many ways I try to see this, no matter how much I weigh the truth from what I know to be false, there are no good scenarios here.
And In the best case scenario, there is no nice ending and there is no winner.
You really wonder why I don’t want to look inside anymore.
It isn’t any wonder. I am the only one I can rely on here.
And as far as I’m concerned nobody wins.