choices

You're like the calmest

Slit to my neck

Bring me in closer

Chained to my desk

Beckoning nausea

Desperately chosen from a crowd of one and I, I...

I'll lie to you

I'll play this role

I'll act like my act is together

I'll go through life without hope

And I'll open the door and fall through the floor

or

I could open the door and breathe in the dust

And I could walk through those flames till I don't feel their touch

Oh but how can I leave when I know what's out there

silly of me to think that you might care