What is quality of life
Without substance ?
Why break your chains
And flee your cage
To keep on rotting beside
Monsters of a different kind
They're scraping out
What soft parts
I've got left
And I'm aware
My sense is leaving me
Feel it pulling away
Like a string
tangled up in both ribs
Why be that courageous
By taking that step
Just to rescind back into hiding
I built up barracks,
Turned off tears,
And carried my armor
On my hip
every second
Of every day
I won't even attempt
To listen
To my own advice
If you were to ask me
How I think one should act
I'd preach how vital
It is to be raw
and vulnerable
Because it is beautiful thing
I admit it
I'm a cliche'
Who uses complacency as a shield
Instead of becoming the hero
She wants to be
The one who
gos all in,
no protection,
no hesitation,
But all passion,
And all chest
I know that my power
Is most likely stuck
Under a pile
Of child-like
character defects
I think I'm finally ready
To dig through my mess
Keep on
Searching the Earth
For assets
I could use
To better my human
Do not forget,
That you should
Always be watching
for the knowledge
That unlocks
life's secrets
Remember that time
I escaped an inferno?
Covered in blisters and burns
...It was unnerving
Eternal pain
That day I learned
Each seconds is pertinent
If I comply like a blind sheep
I'll miss the miracle
Happen that's in front of me
Im refusing
To be
A cog
That wants
To be caught
In the machine