Like it used to be
When it was ok
With our faults and glee
To the wind we all sway
To the rules we all bow
So small and so frail
All sharp teeth and a growl
In the hands of the hail
Derail,
Prevail,
Endure
A caricature
I demure
You observe
It’s a lure, and we serve
Your smiles
Your bile
Your beliefs
But our guile
Will best your desires
And the chains will dissolve
When this world we will solve
Like a puzzle of fate
And we hope that the hate
Will ebb and abate
With it’s burns
We are blind
In our bones
We won’t find
The resolve to survive
To fight for this life
Until we are free
From it’s ruthless grip
From your decree
From the leash and the clip
Until it’s ok again
To love and just be
To be loved, to be me
But it rains
And it’s gray
And it’s still
I can’t feel
I won’t lie
There was the edge there
And now I just fly
When I try to defy
The gravity of your fake cries
In the face of the unfair
In the eyes of the blind
Like it used to be,
Nowhere for me to find.
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