And I don't understand why it gets this way, why when I step out to fight the world beats me back, defiance versus defiance.
Is it because the fray only comes when one is armed for it, the same way the teacher arrives when the student is ready to learn?
Like how offence cannot be given if it will not be taken
and how listening is futile if the wind only blows.
Yet it wasn't too long ago I was the voice,
I was the voice and I was the listening
And all I needed
was the in between.
And all I needed
was the in between.
feels like darkness rising.
