When It's Each Other We Despise
Feb. 3rd, 2020 09:37 amPerfection doesn't require intervention
Damage done, I forgot to mention
People with hearts the size of God
Finding their way to bow and nod
To the ones who betray with self-defined interest
Never allowing natural disinterest
Never knowing, always showing speach with purpose
I am not one only to live on the surface
You may believe in your glorious ways
Seem not to recall how you, yourself met these days
Protected from what you'd never have needed
Disregard for the one who you've twice now, defeated
Your natural order of things is just tainted
By surfaced experience, lacking this station
Unfortunate facts are to you and to me
Different it seems, as first I must breathe
Without understanding, you'll always demand things
That's held above heads and for me, it is stranding
Who were you before you began
Didn't you have a mother to hold your hand
Followed by brothers, sisters, kinship
A gift of then chosen family, friendship
You used all these things to define who you are
Now you must understand, I've yet lived that far
Take back your tools for the time in this moment
For all that we are is brought slowly from dormant
To experience life, in all of it's facets
Not missing one piece, for the mind's not elastic
You must allow faith to be your guiding hand
Within or without, to stay or leave this land
Damage done, I forgot to mention
People with hearts the size of God
Finding their way to bow and nod
To the ones who betray with self-defined interest
Never allowing natural disinterest
Never knowing, always showing speach with purpose
I am not one only to live on the surface
You may believe in your glorious ways
Seem not to recall how you, yourself met these days
Protected from what you'd never have needed
Disregard for the one who you've twice now, defeated
Your natural order of things is just tainted
By surfaced experience, lacking this station
Unfortunate facts are to you and to me
Different it seems, as first I must breathe
Without understanding, you'll always demand things
That's held above heads and for me, it is stranding
Who were you before you began
Didn't you have a mother to hold your hand
Followed by brothers, sisters, kinship
A gift of then chosen family, friendship
You used all these things to define who you are
Now you must understand, I've yet lived that far
Take back your tools for the time in this moment
For all that we are is brought slowly from dormant
To experience life, in all of it's facets
Not missing one piece, for the mind's not elastic
You must allow faith to be your guiding hand
Within or without, to stay or leave this land