It's now, you need to be brave
For you've fear in your heart
It's now, you need to obey
For you've been free, too long

It's now, you need to be responsible
For you've ran away from it all your life
It's now, you need to fall in line
For your entire life was out of line

It's now you need, Balance
For you've enjoyed the imbalance in chaos
It's now the time to sit still
For you've never stopped moving

It's now the time to build
For you've only but destroyed
Remember the message
Alas, you'll repeat the mistake twice.

I have never written about you                                          
The bond we share,
The chance to be one, which I blew.
You mend us and tried to clear the air,
But I already accepted the fall which I knew.
I am responsible for every tear, I swear.
You were right and always true.
I regret but, to accept this in past, I scare.

Less time to self.
We may be in a company where nonsense is entertained, nonsense is validated.
Let there be time when one could say I don't live my life to please others and I know me better that someone close to me, but this doesn't mean to be self obsessed as we are an independent vessels yet we are intertwined with others responsibly.
Invest more time with self so that one could know oneself better. Here we may meet people who know other more than they know themself. Once you identify who you are, you begin to separate yourself from the crowd, not concerned what other's opinion is, and will begin to see your authenticity being thankful that you are not alike. You will be comfortable and will keep moving forward.

When you’re little, everyone thinks you’re special...
When you’re twenty, everyone thinks you’re promising...
And when you’re dead, everyone will love you.

Do you see yourself as successful?
Beautiful?
Charming, even?

Well, I see you dead in a bathtub...
Surrounded by drug paraphernalia.
I see your mother crying for you...
Syringe in her arm to take away pain.

Do you see yourself as a failure?
Disgusting?
Horrid, even?

Why, don’t think of yourself that way...
You’ll be alright.
There is no storm...
Just calm, just the eye...

When you’re little, they beat you.
When you’re twenty, you’re hopeless.
And when you’re dead, you’re saved.

Is the drive boring?
Tiring?
Numbing, even?

It’s okay, just fall asleep...
You’re not responsible anyway.
It’s fine, go to sleep...
You’ll be unresponsive, anyway.

When you’re low, it’s blue.
When you’re high, it’s full.
When you’re dead, you’ll finally be numb.

Does compassion
involve feeling duty
to achieve the joy and happiness
of myself
and others?

Does compassion
involve being dutiful
in striving
to achieve the joy and happiness
of myself
and others?

When I was a youth
I complained
“Why won’t the world
make me happy?
The world makes me unhappy!”

Now that I’m wiser
I take full responsibility
for achieving
my own joy and happiness
and the world’s joy and happiness.

I'm dreaming about being the king of many of my enemy's.
But I doubt someone can even be their king, because why would someone want to be responsible for their stupidity.