Split

We're not winning this fight
Between you and I
I want to swim
But your wings only fly.
You dream of love
I scream for money
A bee, I'll sting you,
While you steal my honey.
You are kissed by the sun,
I am scolded.
These words are meaningless to me
By them you are molded.
Our differences lay between the lines
Of what's been left unsaid.
While you continue talking
I'll just nod my head.