The Breeze

You’re my excuse
Stay unreliable
Given empty namaste
Call me brother, back away
How I control
I give it away
Out of mine and in your hand
Falling to the ground again
I didn’t want more love that was impossible
Promises are empty as a breeze
And nature is an open fist
That is predictable to me
You are what you’re not
You don’t like to move
Finally understood your game
Knew you’d rather stay the same
I choose the ones I ought to run away from
No surprise it disappointed me
I didn’t want more love that was impossible
Promises, empty as a breeze
Your nature is to exist
That is predictable to me
And I stop to catch my breath
Realized I had
And my method of protection didn’t work
You resisted me
Like you resisted everything
I can’t take that on and on
I’ve had enough
I can’t take that on
I’d rather work for love
And that was it
The way it is