Random Rules

Something sleeping.

Tell me again where to hide.

- It is a secret as well.

Was it spring?

- Along my dubious veins.

Come closer, listen!

- Another fruit I have tasted before.

Is it about me?

- No. It is about war.

Is it about me?

- Yes. Only the part where you're tired.

It has something to do with that song.

- About the divorced father, yes.

Is there honor in this, or a point even?

- Not in me, no.

You do it to get off.

- I beat you to it.

It's because I am weak and you know it.

- ...

Knew.

- Stupid statement.

You hate me.

- Yes.

Then tell me again where to hide.

- Hide inside me.