The Fool
Bleeding for you without knowing why
Looking at you with jewled eyes crossed
What is this voilatal vital need
I cant sleep
This craving kills
As i am being slowly dug out of the ground
All that healing gambled with
No wonder the mirror wont show me who i
really am
What could u see?
A dramatic fool drowning in his own orifices
Why am i here?
What madness makes me,
unmakes me
What a totaled world im from
What grandois pplots of escape all smothered
by loves feathery ball and chain
Living this lie each day
Wearing my 1000 pound armor
Living no longer wanting just to exist
Made enraged upon the steps of this cosumerist
temple that is america
Freedom a term utilized repetively double talked
as they flood the population with the worst of
drugs
And i cant look at my own eyes so how can i
look into yours
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