Apr 29, 2007 20:40
You can crack your fist... but I won't let you in
You can beg
You can cheat
You can steal your way through life
And through it all I hope you never learn an ounce of what you taught me... because I don't wish those lessons on anyone. You think you know, and you believe I'll come around? Control. That's what it's all about, and I refuse to relinquish it. I will have control. I will maintain control... and I will only give you the illusion of possessing it.
You will wish from me these sacred things, and I will bar you from getting them. You will reach for them in just and righteous anger... and I will deny you.
I will deny you three times... and then I will take for myself what you covet.
The die is not cast.
The game is not on.
The game is over... and has been for some time. I haven't been playing... but I've got my prize. I'm keeping it.
I win.