Mother father goodbye for I am truly lost can't you see that I have been blinded to the reality of fate yes insomnia keeps me company and hugs me in her warm arms as the moon melts with the sky drownding my thoughts and I ask why must I haunt myself I was 13 when I first saw god and 16 when I met the devil dancing with a bottle of jack how I asked my self did I have the courage to make a man disappear into to nothing but a forgotten memory us no I was talking about him for now you are just another piece of my past well that went by fast must I say these words won't let me sleep as if they where never ending going on forever till the sun is out let the flowers sprout with each other becoming us and them and who when did this all occur who knows would it matter I'm just the image of oppression just another man crucified by society ordered around becoming another dehumanizing picture of a child who once believed in being himself was I to know it was a door just a door standing introduction eruption it wasn't about psychical power but mental knowledge I want to be myself now you not him not her or she but me
