Please remember to be kind to the times,
Where the lack of emotion results in two distant mimes,
Attempting to communicate through a barrier; a shrine,
Of something that could very well never be,
Which they both mockingly call,
One will undoubtedly slip,
One will undoubtedly fall,
Quite possibly one in the same,
Will take the blame for it all,
Together, they’re sinking,
On opposite sides of a wall,
With their oath to fall back on-
Un-tested promises still stalled.
Going through life with nothing to say,
Or going through life not being able to say?
If you have nothing to say in the first place,
It shouldn’t make a difference,
If you have something to say, realize,
That in itself is what makes you different.