Pisaries Creator

There's a difference between you and me. 
Noticing the unfamiliar sounds outside the window,
I will remember what you didn't do for me. 

My blood to this day bops around inside my heart.
I wonder if you can hear it through all the armor,
You wear it so well around your head.

Back in the days of silver and gold, I saw it differently.
Time has caught up to both of us.
I almost cried at what I lost, and you had gained.

There are nights I catch myself in a web of deceit.
Those large tears that run down the face of any man or woman.
This is the tragically opposite place of you and me.

Driving down an empty, cruel road in the dark.
I find myself all alone in the unknown prospect.
Aloof without hesitation of you without me.