The two faces of these words hesitate
Causing confusion that molds our fate
Putting one foot in, pulling one foot out
Walking between, my love and our sake
Would you care if our scales were even
Trying to save our relationship from within
Too many times we promised to change
Knowing we couldn’t but hoping we would
Walking past our obelisks crumbling down
Undermining each other’s tainted crowns
Not wanting to change for either’s egos
Bystanders laughing at the clowns
© 2013 Michael Yost 07/17
*Not the song