Please know that; I Don't want to live But I Don't want to die So I Become a captive Deny My modus operandi The lie Is naturally aggressive Can I Adapt on the fly Can't I Be illusive 'Till I Can answer the why So I Will try objective A good guy Give it a collage try Then I Become reactive This stye Permanently in each eye I try But the mole hill's massive And I Still have no answers to why I cry That's all I have left to give Still I Knew better than to be believe in somethin' like an eye for an eye But who am I?