a useless guideline unfolds, but another choice won’t come to me. waiting for my standards to show, but when all is said and done, you are. but i’m always out of time, so nothing gets done. but it’s nothing i can’t change. i always seem to be behind, waiting for my moment. hope i don’t let it slip by, it might not come back. my total lack of respect will never stem from what you think. superiority’s not why rejection of beliefs occurs. maybe it’s all in my head, but it’s all around me. we’re all easy to convince, which has put us in a hole. everything’s been said before, but there’s no one listening. everyone’s stuck on themselves. support will never make you right, in fact, most times it makes you wrong. we’ve made life trivial pursuit. it’s your move.