Why is it that I never see the writing on the wall?
It always appears as a watermark to me, or in Egyptian Hieroglyphics.
I go backwards and forth in my mind over the scenario which has brought me to the wall. I conclude that it's bad, and yet, at the faintest bit of hope, I ignore the warning signs and return to my previous position.
I need a few bricks to fall out of the wall, hit me on the head and form sentences on the ground.
I need to believe that there is not actually a choice when people sing 'should I stay or should I go now?'
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