Conclusions are bruises that choose to shoot through and ruin you and I
I scrutenize
myself until I'm minute in size
which is proof of my
foolish side
But even the fruitful minds
all chew on pride
to say, "Hve a dollar and lose that tiny
useless dime."
But I thought a 10 was great
and then, but wait
you bnt the gates?
The rules and signs?
Defend your case
When there's change
there's always truth in lying
but society, you've been blind
to these youthful dimes
And why not have a penny craze?
Because of all of this useless time
spent and wasted
on taking plentiful basics,
needs to survive
in you society
under your snooping eye
many have been swept and taken
But the time to do is nigh
No more sitting until death in waiting
All that will do is find
you the sly
breath of Hades
Truth isn't blind, bent, or angered
and it doesn't use the lies when it's vacant
The plant fed with hatred
craves pools from crying
and youths under tyranny
a cruel dynasty
But too much I've seen people trying to eat
and not finding sleep
without any privacy
Who end up dying in dreams anyway
Flight, it seems
is high and free
but I careen
down whenever I try to flee
but I'm a flame
and you'l soon find that fire's bleed
but my domain
bites and craves for just a little tiny seed
I try and stay
alive today
every night is a beast
and I find that I'm incomplete
but don't want you society
With pride comes shame
and high bickering
Why snicker at me?
I'm figuratively
smiling within silence trying to put an end to all of this verbal violence
and hurtful, vibrant
internal riots
lasing out at others with a burning roar like an infernal tiger
as out of my element as if I was in the city but am a rural lion
but shaking the ground like the birth of a giant
This Earth is my home
we're made of bacteria but these 'perfect mics'
blow germacide
then I look at myself and say, "You're depriving
you with your own mind.
So quit blaming this 'cursed life'."
We all know we're burdened, but why?
That's what happens when words collide.
