But I guess if I must, I will,
I only wish it was not such a one-sided test,
And that the other might be killed.
I guess part of the trial rests in my need,
Within my heart for things to even out,
Instinctively- or maybe I was brought up,
To lower myself to mediocrity.
So I hope we can get through this together,
And that each one of us acheive a new height,
For if not, then my experience will change,
And will not be one of communion, but of might.
And it's alright,
I'll do what I have to do.
And maybe deep in my heart I hope I get to destroy,
Just to experience something new.
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