
Too much time spent with lovers but without anybody to love.
Whenever it gets personal, I flip the script and burn the whole show.
Cannot allow anyone to know, anyone to find out the withins
So I watch the world from side lines while it practises spins.
No one wins in a game of two where the first one is cheating
While the other turns a blind eye to third parties bleeding.
And maybe I’ve never been good at business or tango, or chess
Hence I keep looking for insignificant loners to undress.
…Perhaps it’s the sense of running out of time that drives me
To choose quick battles instead of picking up wars to win wisely.
But loneliness cannot be assigned by others, it has to be felt –
As long as I’m feeling nothing, I’ll play with what has been dealt.
-JW