Coping with the way it turns out
Filling me with a confusing time of doubt
And the more and more I shout
Takes me down a road I could live without
Poised and filled with pride
That's how we all start our venturous ride
Through all the people we trusted and have lied
Our first lesson in life, to survive, never run and hide
So misguided in all this honesty I hold inside
My soul diminishes slow and painfully until its died
Hope for the best is all I've tried
But success with no mistakes is falsified
Rendered from time closing in on me
Unwilling to fight for my own democracy
Dictated by society's hypocrisy
Joining the rebels to intoxicate our sobriety
Pissing on the government's system of legality
Following my own road of morality
Headed towards the hateful words of profanity
Living with my anger is part of life's normality
Without my sense of reality
It becomes chaotic calamity
Busting out with my unexplainable personality
Centering my life around my mental fatality
Crucifying my thoughts of achieving totality
For half of me is obsessed with liberality
Only because my other half has trapped all my irrationality
With arms in the air embracing partiality
As a whole my two sides fit better than religion and spirituality
No matter if the look does not match, It's part of God's originality
A painting filled with unexpected singularity
Having conflicts is part of the paintings impracticality
The purpose of it all reveals it's virtuosity
Without the drama it would be murder to all individuality.
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