It's darkest before dawn,
But I still hate the sunrise,
Cause it's another day to predicate
On empty, hollow lies.
A debt to anxiety, always ready to collect
Cause once I made the fatal mistake
Of sticking out my neck.
Isolate for safety, quarantine my mind,
Cause my conviction of contradiction
Is embedded in this grind.
Of self validation, through false obligation,
To keep myself alive.
Cause to write these words, it's quite absurd
That it's where happiness will derive.
The reflection in the mirror is the one I truly fear,
For it can't hold my secrets in,
But if my heart starts pouring out,
I won't know where to begin.
So disguise it in humor, cloak it in wit.
Dance to the fate maker's song.
Cause for the sake of all I love,
It's the only way to move along.
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 8:55 AM UTC
It's darkest before dawn,
But I still hate the sunrise,
Cause it's another day to predicate
On empty, hollow lies.
A debt to anxiety, always ready to collect
Cause once I made the fatal mistake
Of sticking out my neck.
Isolate for safety, quarantine my mind,
Cause my conviction of contradiction
Is embedded in this grind.
Of self validation, through false obligation,
To keep myself alive.
Cause to write these words, it's quite absurd
That it's where happiness will derive.
The reflection in the mirror is the one I truly fear,
For it can't hold my secrets in,
But if my heart starts pouring out,
I won't know where to begin.
So disguise it in humor, cloak it in wit.
Dance to the fate maker's song.
Cause for the sake of all I love,
It's the only way to move along.
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