A heart of stone as it is put
A foggy land of blackened soot
Conflicted thoughts, a complex life
Confusion, hatred, fights of strife

Day one was cursed, a millennium day
I didn't even have a say
The hive of thought began to stir
A high pitched scream all at first

From pictures of good, to the thoughts of bad
To comments that sting and make me sad
The therapists, a flicker book
A bad impression with just one look

But is this who I want to be?
Is this horror really me?
Why do the doves no longer land?
Can I conquer this complex land?

But I will try I will not fall
You throw me down but I'll stand tall
No devil's lair for afterlife
No poisoned mind of stabbing knives

So goodbye you and hello me
Let me work, leave me be
Let the gods throw the rocks
Let this Titanic leave it's dock...