We take our time to learn for ourselves
What we need to stack these shelves
With possibilities and chances we do survive
I know I am not one, but many lies
We fight our instincts when not beneficial
Our passions in life a bit less official
I lift my arm's in an attempt to reach out
Sinking back, when consumed by possible doubt
Nervous I stand along this ledge
When backed against this wall where I did pledge
To live for you, and you for me
Have I not lived a life where one is free?
Lost in the pages written by fate
My life is a mess, with no escape
Walking this tight rope with very little balance
I fight this pain, and commit to the challenge
A human I am, and I do gest
For a demon I become upon my death
Anger consumed with much regret
I walk on transformed by all my debt
Looking for hope, I follow my pride
Although I am swept underneath the tides
From my vision to see the darkness in others
A savior we need to end these suffer's
An artist in life I have become
I paint the tortures unspoken that stung
Showing the world, and how it has changed
We kill others in greed, and our souls are exchanged
