way before you
there were excuses
and lies and reasons for excuses
and stories and more lies
and then there was you
and you stepped into the void
sucked into the matrix
thought you could be a big girl and play "nice"
but the matrix bites
so full of theories
and stories and lies & excuses
and you played blindly
not knowing you were just
another reason for excuses
a depository of things
a good vessel
a good receptacle
a good handball
to be tossed from
dirty hand
to dirty wall
from dirty hand
to dirty ground
and back
dirty
again
a good excuse
for the world to cave in
and the atmosphere to shudder
a good excuse like no other
and you got sucked into believing
but we all hold our own truths
and our own lies and our own stories
so you my dear
should place none
bear none
be none
no excuses..
(c)2005 Tiye Nayeli
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