Caught in trap, nowhere to hide.
In the depths where the demons hide.

You know right just as well wrong.
You justify your being wrong.

Haze filled mind with one priority.
Start to fall to pieces when you lose your inventory.

The car was pawned I hope he will do delivery.
He rings the front door and I run as quick as I can towards the enemy.

You give the money, he gives you product.
You can't take another second feeling this chaotic.

Narcotics generate the psychotic, and idiotic.
The low creates the demonic.

Why can't you just use logic.
Start a new life which isn't episodic.

Make it one that breaks the chains.
Finally find your true self and heal the strains caused by past pains.
And with no other choice but to give up the reins.

Tread lightly against the brush.
As all it takes is just one more rush.

Shouldn’t I be in the Alps or Andes not in a baby crib?
So scared to leave the comfort of home, that I never lived.

Why can’t I grow mature and find my true self?
As the rest of society puts money and fame on the top shelf.

Passing time by, to pass the time.
Rationalize life-hindering decisions, even if the work is part-time.

Don’t let reality get in the way of your dreams,
and play into the schemes and themes of the powerful thieves.

Materialism bogging down thoughts of freedom.
Want to fly like an eagle, But the money is all spent.

How are we all so content?

I could spend an eternity
alone on this island
with only a string and hook
and still catch feelings
instead of fishes

Passing time without a care,
see one thing that brings a stare.

White glimmer in her hair, can't resist the glare.
Why don't I know her, I feel like a square.
Am I more than just unaware?

Gain the courage before the stop at Times Square,
it's my one chance to ignite this unknown love affair.

I move in swiftly and consistently prepare.
I will not fail this time I swear.

One last straightening swipe through the hair.
She does the same, does she also care?

As I move in close I realize its like a mirage from Vanity Fair,
this woman has the looks to rise my sensory hair.

Greetings were made, and lives compared.
Suddenly I feel like we were distinctly paired.

We exchange numbers and I no longer feel obscure,
this is how I know I care. She makes me feel as though I am cured.

Innocent love so pure, will the banks become murky or stay clear?

I wonder why the feelings can’t drift from inside.
Constant colors swirling, but the gray exterior looks benign.

Untold truths that we all hide.
Until revealed, we willingly deny.

Adversity breaks down the barriers that are steady.
Becoming yourself, fighting to redefine.

Let your true self shine through, you're ready.
Don’t be afraid of the world, it’s ready.

Walk the halls with grim looks and depression.
Nobody around to see your perspective.

Wandering aimlessly mad at the their judgmental impressions,
wishing for one time those around would be respective.

Its a vicious circle promoting no faith of escape,
giving the mindset one of a broken VHS tape.

Blurred and confused, irrational and mad,
why not grab the hidden gun from Dad?

Make the others feel your pain, because they boast superior,
while in reality the exterior hides the pains and insecurities of
their interior.

No brain feels zero pain, or is immune to adversity,
every soul has a time of diversity.

Never give up or blame the others.
No matter how bleak, just find yourself and discover your true colors.

Stuck in the middle of reality and haze, constant struggle that cannot be raised.

Undeniable truth that holds consistent, that without moderation the pains are persistent.

Underneath the silken exterior, lies a boy with images that his life is inferior.

Don’t fall down the hole that is too deep to see, become one with the grasp that will never let you free.

Understand that this is reality, and beat the struggle that thinks it has you caged.

Don’t give up and continue to grow, learn from your mistakes and the undeniable utterance of the word no.