Living in boxes
Offering a view
Of freedom
Modern mirages
Life was never free
Free to work
Enslaved to life
In our world
There are no enemies
Who do we fight to unlink our chains?
Our war? My war? Their war?
Across the land, over the hills, under the caverns
All a reminder:
All our problems originated with us
We are the real enemy
Now tell me what have I missed?
Was this world always like this?

Your smile
Teeth clenched with no joy
Coping, hoping for a boy
Not once or twice, third's the time
One boy, one world
Beautiful horizons
Strength gets wizened
I look back, and I get the message
Receiving pain in vain
Hollow sorrow
Fear of what is near
You see smiles
I see venom behind bones
Never turn back
Knives get thrown
I knew I was hurt
Now it's ingrained, deranged, unchanged

Like a star
Shining brighter than all
Correlation to constellations
Together forever
Until the years burn into ashes
Dusted and thrusted away
Into a memory
Like a star
Fading and passing
But never quite going out
Even as it dies
No one will ever quite forget it all
So when I wake up
Will you still be there for me?
I want to shine like you
But all I can do is pretend
Yet it makes people smile
I shine so brightly
To call out to you
I hope that you see
The brightness of this world
Maybe I really can be like a star

Broken, battered
Split, shattered
I don't feel like I'm here
I'm not even there, so, where?
All in our own world
Foundation of isolation
Decayed and decadent
Holding onto the remnants
Life is a cycle
My conscious is a rival
I don't want to live through survival
I'm barely living
I ring the door to sound my arrival
I need a revival
One arm pulls, one arm pushes
I have fallen for my own excuses

The sun shines bright
My eyes shine like copper
The birds sing
But they sound like cries
People sit on the grass
But their faces run dry
Sunglasses and sun
To reject the projection
This world is a beauty
Our world is a beast
I would go outside
But my feet are tired of falsity

Trapped between bars
Entwined in steel and ideals
I push them aside
A delusional illusion
Turned to dust, I descend
Toward the entrance, I rescind
This cycle of prison and pain
Will become an oasis
Yet standing before me
The warden draws near
Just a puppet, a proxy
Past your prime, no moxie
I stand tall, I send my fist as a message
But before it connects, my eyes awaken
It's me...
It's me?
It's me.

My heart feels dissonant
Cognition is not innocent
Dissent, can no longer repent
Words are fluff that fills in actions
But my motives are repressed, under duress
Mediator between mind and soul
Why can I not dig out of this hole?
Maybe my goal comes with no flow
For a lack of growth fuels slack and ropes
Binded in tightness, blinded by brightness
Intuition guides, reason lags behind