You never wanted to be part of this. But you were forced to.
I made a deal with someone.
You are free, you can go.I'd rather let myself die from the inside out.
Than for you to see what I really am.I never wanted to be apart of this either.
But I was forced to.I let my rage be heard.
I made my words clear.Anyone who wants to test those words will see.
They don't intimidate me.They think they are top boss.
But their kingdom is slowly falling apart.They control people by fear.
That's not what a system is.What you can do.
Give them something to fear.Make them know your name.
I'm about to leave for good.You better make my name mean something.
When that happens, I'll be there in your heart.Give them something to remember.
I might've made the deal, but you are the one who will seal it.Who will bring everyone together.
Who will get a new system made.You are a savior.
I am just a pawn in one of my games.I made you the king.
You get in their and make them realize.You get in their and show them how they got it all wrong.
You go and make your move.You think you ran out of moves.
But you play two ways.When they think you are there.
Go and make your damn move from behind.Go and make sure that you kill their pawns.
Just make sure you don't lose yourself in the process.
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Lost Memories
PoetryWhen the most deepest memories meet reality and becomes something real, powerful and meaningfully Not just words But words with emotion Will make you read and doubt if your deepest memories are just an illusion or pure reality... Can you handle that...