how long can i make it last?
not long enough.

I remember times when ****** where looked down upon and shunned,
Not like now,
When they are championed and called heroes,
Only in a sick, Twisted, modern society, they will tell you that it is done out of Anything other than sheer desperation.

Dinosaurs on the titanic,
On the television screen,
The script is gigantic,
What a beautiful scene.

The super heroes flying up high,
Living in their own dream,
And then they sigh,
And wonder if they'll ever be seen.

Always love yourself,
Your beauty is undeniable,
I couldn't imagine anyone else,
I love you with love itself,
No physical thing is viable.

No matter your weight, (stay how you are)
No matter your height,  (stay how you are)
No matter what people say,  (stay how you are)
No matter who you are,   (be yourself)
Always love yourself.  (as you are)

Oh...you aren't happy with your gender? (DO NOT stay how you are)
NO NO NO,
Unacceptable you must change if you feel this way. (Be someone else)

All Mythologies seem to die
And now its mine versus yours,
Well I'm not going anywhere,
And I don't see you surrendering,
And when It all comes down to dust
We'll Have to fight for which we trust,
And though you are very practiced in that,
It's now that you can see,
There was only one mythology,
And it has been crushed.

We all pretend to like peace,
And pretend to love,
And I suppose we do,
Since we love having enemies so much,
But only if they are defeatable,
But I can tell you right now this is the real world,
Things do not work like they do in your contemporary bedtime stories You call literature ,
And anyway what is an enemy if it is no threat?
Certainly not frightening,
So I cannot grant your wish,
Since what you desire can't exist.

Never Have I wanted enemies no much,
Or treasured them so dearly,
Its always been me against societies bunch,
and I would feel very bad to be praised even sincerely.

Never have I kept so close to my heart,
those who wish to smear me,
Even fans of modern art,
Hate to even hear me.