Your eyes

Your eyes are stinging

One breath and it will come out

The feeling you hide

The emotions you ignore

They will come rushing in midnight

They always do

Don't you see the problem

One mistake

And all the things you worked for

Will be wasted for good

For thou shall not chary

Everything will be wasted

Because people are either

narcissistic Or inponderable

Such narrow minds

Why'd you bother?

If you lose and sulk

Will they even glance?

But if you won and bursted

Would they stop Until you meet the ground?