Every question deserves an answer; good or bad.
But the decision to tell the truth – is not mine.
I wish I could do something.
There are lines one can draw to prevent trespassing;
But there are the sneaky criminals who would do anything.
If you knew the dangers in your way;
Then maybe you would turn your face.
But there are some things unstoppable;
And I let it crash my gates.
Every answer deserves a second thought; positive or negative.
But the decision to believe – lies beneath.