It's just a lie.    I'm breaking words.    You never talk of these.    I'm sick of words.    Intaking what I like.    I climb the walls at night.       I never leave when I ought to leave.    That's such a lie.    I took my leave when I wanted these, my father's eyes.    Two took my name.    Then I play myself another time.      I never leave when I ought to leave. You know how much a lie can cover these.    With broken books and leaves.    I'll take my father's eyes.       Ch–Change. The change. The Chains.