In my aim to not let the cookie crumble,
As I fumble with my conscience decisions,
It seems I cause a harmful incision
To every beating bloodbath I seem to sink into...
Surely they should be stronger?
Take the brunt of my haphazardness,
If only for a little longer.
I have blundered through the wreckage
That wavered to and fro,
It seems I was the catalyst
To let the whole empire go.