Everyday I slip further from your grasp,
There's nothing you can do no matter
how hard you try;
If only you had learned it in the past,
Oh the tears you could have not had to cry. If only you had learned it in the past,
If only you had learned it in the past,,
Yet I cannot figure out your reasons,
Some high motive you must have expected to gain,
little secrets behind my back.
Foolish spectators in this arena of life,
You may have won its battle yet lost the war.
My power is uncontrollable, unimagined,
even you could not have forseen this...
I wish I could have made you see,
Understand what I had comprehended,
Each time the subject was remotely on me,
As I entered the discussion,
it was ended.
Why I put up with your lies, your deceivences,
I do not know...
But it has helped me to realize
A great many things about myself.
For I may not appear strong, outward, or bold,
It is what I conceal behind this gladiator's mask of war,
You cannot see... Will ever see...
