Betwixt
You were pretty candid with me when you came by
I wanted to know what you thought of this or that and by God…
You let me know
I did like the way you seemed to pull the core from me
Not caring whether I felt the tear…
Perhaps the next time you come by
to rip apart my thoughts about future dreams
you'd be a little more reasonable with me
I say this with all sincerity my friend
Betwixt your mind and your mouth…
lies a fountain that cuts
razor sharp