Among all the many wrongs
Can you say you have comitted none
And whos to judge what you do?
Your hopefully your own person and thats up to you
And only you can decide
What is wrong or right in your life
But you may walk a lonely rode
Sometimes all alone
And secluded in your mind so deep
Are your fears that cause you to weep
Loudly the screams echo against the walls
Of your mind
As your trapped you tremble and quake
Will you ever get out of this game
Its so sad that we fail to comprehend
What each of us has to constantly plan
What to do or what to say
But clearly enough we aggravate
Even the most who say they have an open mind
To Hell with that, youve given up that lie
