What I feel is real
Cus it's not like me
To cry blue tears
In mirrors
Don't take this lightly
Emotional roller-coasters
Turning this way and that
Only when I close my
Eyes is when I see where I'm at
Burdens carried like the shackles
Of my ancestors before me
If only I can stop my past from walking towards me
What am I saying
I am that.
Having dreams of moving on like paraplegics
But in a nation where all that matters is the scenic
I am the metaphoric paradox who knows all the meanings
Dirty minds I embark upon need spiritual cleaning.
Alpha and omega is before and after
I'm caught in between where that doesn't matter
So what matter is me making me selfish
But if it wasn't for we then I would be helpless.
It's our holding together
That pulls us closer to forever
Sometimes never
Is better
Life will only break your heart
If you let her
