Subtle Gladiator

Society had thrown me the steak
To wish for something
That didn´t necessarily
Make me ache

I was condemnd to wish for a love
That could grow and bloom
And it came on it´s terms
But came way too soon

It wasn´t for me
There was nothing to do
I had serched for a love
But it wasn´t suposed to cut thru

And withing this troublesome
Track of tiranious thoughts
I realized I had been
Pushed into that spot

As the crowd watched
I cried soflty inside
I did not wish for it
But I had to try

My failure was iminent
Sure to be the crowds bliss
They watched me fight
As I fell into my inner abyss

He watched
With a less intressted glow
He new all of it
Yet wanted the show