You're a writer? I'm a writer, I feel your pain
struggle with the fact that people think you're insane
but to tell the truth, you probably know too,
We see the world in a disappointing point of view

Nothing that uncommon,
but not all lax
seeing lines blur before us
as the shutter opens too fast

But as we step unto the great unknown
a shadow slowly guides
don't be afraid to look behind
past the ugly curtain's side

A call of distress can be heard more than glee,
everyone is jealous, so they murmur their own plea
Its a calling set out upon you
Now set that mother-****** free