I'm My Own, On My Own

I lose life in the sight of my eyes in this reflection; As if time some how past me buy without my recognition. I am a flee to many, as I am so insignificant. I can't even recognize my own innocence anymore. Chimes ring as people play follow the leader; I only back down and hide in the corner. I am not a simple drone, I choose to turn my back to the blueprint.

I can't relate to many, I can barely relate to few. I, as I am, always was, and may never change my view. All because of you I have regret in many sections; Forming distant blank holes in my own world's imperfection. I don't fit a perfect mold, I never did. Even if I could, I would never go in. Stupidity is the new pass time as past life always alters. How does history rewrite its own identity?... It don't.

My reflection may not always appeal to me, but of this concern, concerns me not. The thoughts of others on my skin should not justify my life within.

I don't drink poison and I don't inhale toxins, I don't relate to your immoral reactions to blanket life because its to hard to accept. I accept it and it may not always be my way, but it is so. I will not walk the way you like, or speak the way they do, I truly am a true blue. I am crazy, but as of lately, I am in my own way to blame for my insanity. You can't justify my feelings unless you felt what I feel, so don't bother with your prescription pad of inadequacy, I have my own.

Take your pissed off hypocrisy and swallow it whole. I will never fit your idiotically point of view. There is a God, there is a Hell. There is evil all around. Use common sense and live for something or die for nothing, because nothing is all we ever had.