What You Dont Know

You beg of us to listen and trust in chaotic reasoning. Allowing the masses to define and control if I’ll ever get to be me.

My ass.

Yeah, I’ll fight to be Sure I’ll never be you,

I’ll pay no mind to opinions believed as fact by men and women,

The many who judge objectively, carelessly even,

Discarded intent in helping. Just stop it is what you should do, you’re actually imploding, the independent minds of the mentally gifted

People quit it, now before were covered in a contagion filled poisonous residue resembling that tainted image your worlds say is truly you

It’s a shame to watch one run from an internal knowing of being fake they stand yet still make us smile, though cry they would rather have

I’ll accept your names and abuse for now because this is what’s really sad

Focusing your time on me in life other than death, is all you’ll ever have.