On The Mend

Come a point in life, when it’s no longer advisable to suffer from the bedroom blues, a point where you really need to be better at reading clues

Come a point in life, when you really need to park your anger, and a teenager you should realize you are no longer

Why did I mistakenly think it was self-pity when maybe it was just only a lack of synchronicity

How could I reject the sweeter sound of someone who was trying to renew a profound bound?

Maybe I got confused, all I could think of was about the best way to refuse, all I could think of was about the violence and the abuse

So, I took advantage to floor it down, I decided to treat it like a puppet with a mind less gown

However, I should have known this was clearly a sharp life story bend, not a trend, not someone busy building up his personal brand, it was someone trying to make amend

The invitation had been sent, a genuine attempt, an opportunity to vent, but for that a window had to be open, instead I thought best to lower the curtain

Only after the fact, I realized that what I had probably lacked, was a dose of the most elementary tact

You often get distracted by the boys in the band, sometimes it takes a while to fully understand

It’s not rocket science, I guess anybody can grasp that with the absence

Only comes the silence

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