Waiting for me to fail like you always do.Watching me with angry eyes or have I mistaken that too? Inflicting pain on others because your sad. Hiding behind glass walls that are reflected back. Pity is a precocious line. Does it really matter on which side you stand? Haunted by what is buried deep within you. Only to be triggered by what you don’t understand. Chasing shadows into the unknown. Time seems to have its own plan. Counting down from the life that consumes you. Learning lessons long since pass. Ticking away on things that are out of your control. Blaming others for things you should know. Burning bridges is what you do best. Blinded by your reality at best.