Is the fault in our stars ?
Or is the fault all ours ?
Was it written in the scars
On our hearts
When we skipped the signs
And were doomed from the start ?
Does mercury shifting,
Have your mask lifting
And the facade finally falling apart ?
Or was I just too blind to see ?
Lost in the ecstasy of potentiality
With no bullseye to go with my dart.
I thought you were someone you couldn’t be.
I thought the problem was you all along
But now I think