the past three-hundredsome rises have left me feeling like i just met myself
truth was always hidden by disguises fortified to the sky, all trespasses fail
set in a tower behind the iris guided from the back of the shelf
led myself out in foil i reside in the knight time i’ll pose hero to fake it just in time for daylight
another dance around the sun, what a ray i’ll become from my lessons learned come the turns of the gasses burning up
everything turns me terrified i’ll be damned if i’m petrified i’m aware that i’m a cobbled stone in a sapien’s homo
jack of all trades, hope to master at some point i’ll win poker face in any game, gamble in perfection of being numb
lights on in a home occupied by none but on the flip when the feelings hit i’ll fight to keep them on
energy of existence, what generates my persistence even when i self destruct i’ll reside and sew the stitches
questioned my belief in the cosmic cliff check the conservation of energy, got it?
end of this race of being obnoxious, if you need it? i’m not it
if by now you don’t think i haven’t completely lost it in truth, whatever, i might be the one that caused it
i’m glad, thankfully don’t matter in the end
at least i know i’ll never break, but there’s a chance i’ll bend
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