Your inner peace was heavily disturbed,
Everyone saw how you started to stir,
But none among them truly understands
Everything for which you already planned

Was placed on a ****** indefinite hold,
And now, that chapter must remain untold
Until your time to shine will make itself known,
But this restlessness has fretfully grown...

Your impatience, often unrecognized,
Seems to steadily simmer and brew.
It's usually heard when you chastise
Something trivial anyone might do.

I sometimes feel this tension, unreal,
And I don't wish to keep stoking that flame,
But you must realize we share the same prize
In this perilous and unwavering game!

We've walked down these roads
More times than we know,
But still, we carry on.

The rush and the thrill
Will grant us our fill,
Our muse's strength is not yet gone!

During the days I spend slaving away
For some measly tips and minimum pay,
I often listen to unheard music,
And hope for the soonest chance I can play

These songs I still practice repeatedly
And usually perform quite easily--
Their sequences of notes strung together
Weren't ever difficult to remember.

What I've always enjoyed doing the most
Is getting the right to happily boast
About crushing what they said I can't do--
Hopefully, I've shown them a trick or two!

This music still swirls inside of my head,
And I spend so much time in "rehearsal",
I make all the motions asleep in bed--
More time spent "playing" is always helpful!

Oh, how I'm hoping this breath of fresh air
Will help blow away these woeful despairs
Constantly given to undeserving
And innocent people who are yearning

For a change amidst all this scenery
Making them grow increasingly weary.
I understand a life devoid of change
Can soon make yourself start feeling quite strange--

You might wonder about what you're missing,
Maybe you'll stop yourself from resisting
The tempting calling of grand adventure--
The alluring thought of such wondrous splendors

Could help keep you driven to try finding
The reward which you so desperately seek.
This goal seems so powerfully binding,
But luckily, neither of us are weak!

Such a bitter grudge you longingly hold,
This poison surges in your darkened heart.
You carry a malice so fretfully cold,
Your soul is what you regrettably wrought.

You're brimming with an anger unneeded,
You muster quite an excessive amount.
This hatred you brew seems so deep-seated,
And all of this mindless drivel you tout

Spreads a bleak foulness throughout everyone,
Creating all of these hostilities.
You're a monger of folly who needs shunned;
You're surely not spreading some pleasantry!

You're merely a wretch, a putrid spirit--
Unwanted and useless, a stupid ***.

"We fight war for peace!"
Contradictory.
"Their evil won't cease!"*
Based on what I see,

You bomb these countries,
Making refugees
Who just want to flee
This whole travesty.

People helplessly
Leave all these cities
Because you destroyed
Everything they've known.

With sinless lives, you wrongly toyed.
It seems "their evil's" not alone.

If I could not think,
Then I cannot be,
Yet I'm past the brink
Of reality.

I wander on plains
That somehow sustain,
But what I perceive,
You'd never believe

To ever be true
Or part of this world.
Your mind would unglue
And become unfurled

To the realms most eyes never see
Or accept as reality.