Eye of a Brainstorm

S.M.H

S ilence the voices of those who speak to 

E nrages you to core, struggling to control yourself.

L earn to speak above those who wish to put you down.

F ight against the portrait that you paint yourself.

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M ade of gold, light soul tarnishing just as fast in the face of

A dversity, struggling to balance the mask with the anxiety

D esperately holding on to the tears that lurk on the

E dge of you vision, and also your reality.

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H elp no longer in reach, lies tell you you're too far gone.

E scape is only a dream you're unable to convince as a possibility.

L ove for self, but a grain at the bottom of the can.

L ove for others, but a part of the mask or maybe an act.