Embedded

I thought I was just pretending
all along, saying well, that's
bound to happen and it does and I say
well, that's bound to happen.
We all know that when we leave
the room, the room disappears,
we've perceived since we were born
and sometimes talk it over
with strangers knowing
that once the guy leaves
he takes your secrets with him
into the ether or
the dark same thing.
It is a strange statistic
and one I am fond of until
it comes to the war zones.