Becoming

A failed alchemist
even after one more try
It is likes I crawl under skin
but you don't mind

You are a stream mixing in my veins
and emotions are the bull
that bucks and strains.

What, do I deny myself
What, do I give for you
I am fighting a certain clause
written on my soul.

I'd rather be in combat
then let you lay your head
Then again my hand would be the one to stroke,
my body never pretends

What makes sacrifice
be the best thing
When my will secretly wants to give in.

My mind mulls decision over
it never makes amends
I enjoy the true dishonesty
Inside the broken conclusions

Still,what I meant to speak
was nothing
What I meant to do was
look into your crystal eyes
to be seeing you
see me
and see you.