Mallory left behind a blind shadow of mystery,
crawled inside of me in the middle of the night,
Eating me up inside I now embrace the ambiguities
I dream much more
Play much less
What else can I do but accept all of my contradictions?
They built my foundation, and ironically in doing so, support it.
Oh its gut wrenching to realise that Im working this hard just to die.
No one has to know.
Its our secret mallory.
Ill try to water my mouth sometimes
And think logically from time to time
