I see the sun rise, as my mind sets.
One begins thinking, if he could raise a son in this mindset.
Feeling shallow though, I’m lost in this void that has no depth.
Taking steps lost in the waters; while I try not to get my feet wet.
Fire motivates me; its burn feels the worst and the best.
I find myself in meditation searching for my breath,
Or shall I say spirit so those who don’t know can grasp the concept.
Since my conception I’ve felt thus world to be a reflection.
Looking for the man in the mirror, but he eludes my detection.
Ripples in the waters blur my connections.
At times confusion feels like a virus or an infection.
Clarity evades the elite, I’m no exception.
I’ve become vexed at memories of my own recollection.
Like finding solace in how the darkness holds me.
Not worrying about Lost Time knowing the matrix consoles me.
Black out drunk, casting demons out of my temple.
How I wish the world could be so simple.
Ignorance is bliss.
I often find myself stressed with my index fingers at my temples.
Six years ago, I never would have guessed,
Things would come to a head like a pimple.
Appears I lost part of my smile like a dimple.
Gone forever but never forgotten.
The only good this world showed me; now it’s rotten.  
I’m plotting to do better.
I won’t steal others joy.
My gains will no longer be ill gotten.
Your pain and suffering wasn’t in vain.
My brothers and I have grown and changed.
Though at times we find anguish in speaking your name.
These lions you’ve made have went from: broken, to wild to tame.
This place isn’t the same, I claim responsibility, and take blame.