Give Me Insight
Struggles of self-destruction and sacrifice
Of one's self
My diluted dignity
I plagiarize my pride
Always waiting for boredom to play...
But never does
It competes with me
What a taste... to lick something so sweet
As the glass fills half full
To hear the voice
Of reason and not misery
Reason with me
Give me insight to what I can't see
Protect me from the predators that prey on my soul
I can't stay
I must go
I must runaway now
Before I am caught
By the wicked voices
That prowl each thought