I'm sick to death of wasting my time on all the wrong approaches anymore.
I'm direct and that's too scary.
I'm subtle and they go brain dead.
I drop a hint or SEVEN and I'm still sitting here, waiting
and waiting.
All the lines of communication have been wide open.
So it boils down to me.
I won't count on a ghost.
It must be WAY more than just a figment of my imagination.
All my senses must be engaged.
Don't be scared, I'm not.
I'm a lot tougher than I look.
I'm giving you a fighting chance.
Take it.
If not, well then,
I'm done.
And to the next chapters,
I'm an open book.
I got nothin to hide.
