["This one shows a person who needs help, but does not want to be helped. Everyone has gone through this, which makes this situation something understandable and weird, at the same time. It is about one's fear of being helped. When you do not trust anyone, being helped means being enslaved. When you feel everyone is there to take advantage of your weaknesses, you are always getting even with yourself. Then, you can only reap the same bitterness that you sow".] clairvoyance bewilders me beholding what I shall deny fulsome vertigo, balmy spring whithering, slipping through my eye once a saviour, always a slave what's she weeping for? I have been to this scene before life refuses to change the end the end refuses to reap the grand fear not my taintless acts for they should set me free quarrels on future tense facts another backslide reverie only love could make us even need your eyes to reveal what's hidden between darkness and light