Endless footsteps under night skies
Put the thoughts strongly in my head
Being told what’s right or wrong
These ideas don’t make me fond
Waking the silence
To figure my conscience
When mornings falling
Fears to be calling
But when I stop to look at everyone else
People giving their lives to be put on a shelf.
Exploited, never given choices
Kept quiet, always in silence
Drown out the feelings
To centre my focus
Unwilling I may be
Paid I will see
I pray to never be close to getting my needs from everyone around me
This is what I mean by hell subtly.
But the facts already had hold of me
The perspective of pleasure
Will be endeavoured
Finding true self will not be far
but if it doesn’t go right I’ll be heading down the wrong chance
Take the structure that’s under
Hear the clouds full of thunder
Constantly masked by the face of sanity
Is this what I will achieve
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