He'll wake up one day, not from a dream but my voice
On the day he'll least expect, an adventure and a continuation of my jigsaw game.
I don't give hints but subtle reminders, let him see the things I want him to see
He's done what no one's ever cared to do, yet they ask why I listen
They ask why I care so much and no one's truly showed it to me
You chose to speak to me, click restart.
A song you like, you listen to it a lot
why is it hard to listen to people?
Is it because of the tone shift or the way I word things that alter your thoughts?
I do things in a certain way, the same way a spider commits a crime
get tangled into the spinning illusion I craft for myself.
Do you get it?
Maybe check the last time they've called, a mix between people who disregard me
and the select few who never let go of me since they wanted me to leave.
I'm not a chaser, I want to be chased like a dream.
He doesn't dream when I speak
instead he ponders my thought, realizing slowly but surely.
When I move, he dies
inside a little knowing he messed up on his own selfish deeds
When I stand, he stands
behind me knowing I've been moving on
little can he understand that his obsession will get him no where but further into the hole I've made for him
When I cast and hold my jade,
he stops calling me, begging on his knees not knowing that I'm a storyteller of my own tale
It never hurts to ask the question,
maybe it will help you to change, maybe understand why certain doors stay locked
perhaps a question can unlock certain doors, I love it
My maze, my game, it's too perfect but I'm too weak to stand my ground though
It's fun playing everyday
"My heart isn't a wind up toy
limbs as fragile as a snowflake
my heart is cold but suddenly,
it feels like my game is almost over."
Does he dream when I speak or am I speaking in a way
that his dream is fixated on the illusion
that maybe-- just maybe it's me who's dreaming
and feeling that eventually
when my walls finally come down, that my treasure will be stolen
and after, the game will end without him figuring out
the reward I made just for him...