We relate best through pain.
What binds us is what drives us insane...

Oh mind of mine how you became strong
These memories in darkness they belong...

The becoming path lays bare and slightly sad
A lot it does say of what was there to be had...

A hidden maze lies now before me
Its entrance begins this great story...

The pen is a magical tool indeed in life
Its strokes more dangerous then a knife...

How can we slow down this addiction?
This addiction for perfection...

Life tricked all before
Teaching us to hold tight...

Hurry, you must catch up, too much to do
Don't stop now, everyone will blame you...

Every where I look, yellow wall is there
Trapped in a house with walls so bare...

A step to the right, hell breaks loose
A step to the left, more verbal abuse...

Don't smoke, could cause cancer.
Eat healthy, you might get cancer...

A society pushed to have the same personality
Driven by dreams, movies and fictional reality...