Finally Woken

I don't want your colors, no open status
I'll just be so glad when this season ends
I wish I could tell you how much you have wasted
That you've replaced some unnending tends
You're constantly shitting on all of my dreams
Replacing them with all of yours
Silver replacing what I always wanted
And tearing out new open sores
I'm not getting wrong I am using free thought
To tell you I wish not for you
In fact if a choice I would tell you all off
And have a few friends who could talk

Enough Of Your Pseudo-involvement

The metaphors with me I hate who you are
I don't want your horrible dogs
I never want people who just see a car
Which is fine since I think they are hogs
In honest the wheels are a real straight fact
For I really don't want to drive four
I helmet and goggles though lacking in tact
Would make my heart fly ever more
I'd be free of the burden of impressing a guest
I'd have my own life to be lived
I could get where I'm needed, still be at my best
I'd be free of the gifts that you give
For you must listen close, I will ever be host
To my heart, self, and gift to forgive

The Thing I Treasure Most In Life

All my devotion betrayed,
I am no longer afraid,
I was too blinded to see,
How much you've stolen from me,

No more will this be requested,
All the things you say as I'm bested,
I want you to stop or to pull the damn cords,
Refusing to bow to the things you award,

I will tear into the abyss with eyes open wide,
I will never let go of these days you would hide,
I am going to break through with your poison within,
You don't seem to know all the ways that you sin,

I'll forgive once it's over and I'm free of your curse,
It may be so long I reside in a hearse,
I want you to know that you do need to listen,
When I say just stop as there is not a mission,

Too Busy Staying Alive

I've prayed but I'll never stay.
I want to go on my way,
No matter what you see or say,
Your hold on me is not okay,

I want you to know if you haven't heard by now,
I don't really understand how,
Sarcasm, statements, the color red,
Please Jesus I wear it on my head,

Shouldn't it mean stop, can't you see colors,
Or are you just prying and breaking all the others,
I like to be solo, alone and with no one,
I prefer to avoid them they're bright as the sun,

I say alone, I mean alone, no one not even a moment,
You should listen once in awhile before you go hellbent,
I'm not a very average person in the least,
I wouldn't ask for anything and I just want to be released

More Than, Oh I'm Getting By

I don't know who's been drafted or who holds their old beliefs,
I know the past plus decade has seen wins for many more,
I'd never tell you no if you have ever held a dream,
I'd let you fail young and still hold an open door,

I know that death would only watch if I merely walk a line,
I also know she rears her head if ever I do stay,
So if I wish to start again and know that I'll be fine,
The life I choose to have will surely be more than okay,

No matter if my life's the same, It must uproot and needs to travel,
This final statement once it's made, shall press upon your ears,
I also know with all of me and all of us, who once did hold the gavel,
He'd want it no other way, for life is something worth a few small fears
The fact is here, I hold it near, I'd rather see none of you again,
As the life that I continue to live will dry your tears