you think it all goes my way
but I'm just a pawn of the plans of today
first I wait and then I break
I dream in color, black, and white
of all of our favorite things
aggregated into waves
I try to beat back the sadness
knowing it'll all be okay
I try to beat back the waves of
bad thoughts
knowing it'll all go away
and I'm a man of no one
not a single allegiance to bear
not a god to rest my head on
or a woman for whom I can care
dreams lately they fail me
wishes take the stairs
stale as my day-old dessert
that i can barely bear
this pain
it's this place
this place
which expunge the charade