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The Only OneThe Only One
You're the only one different in a mundane world.
You're the only one who won't do what you're told.
Others are gray, others are blue.
But there's no other other like you.
You're the only one who will stand up and try,
and the only one who dares to look them in the eye.
You're the only one who walks with your head down,
While the others are up, looking all around.
You're the only one who notices where you're going and where you've been.
Because the trouble with yourself is looking within'
You don't care where you are,
The greater things are sometimes very far.
Missing the person that belongs there.
Staring at the clock; counting that seconds as they tick by.
Freedom is a far cry.
This seems like an eternal day.
The door out, is so far away.
I have nothing to do.
It's so weird not being able to talk to you.
I think that you are lucky because you got out.
But there's one thing you should do...
If I asked would you consider taking me with you.
What is normal?
Can it truly be classified?
It is nothing more than a state of mind.
But the problem about "normal" is that it isn't real.
It's something overrated, to help you ease your mind
From looking for the something that you'll never find.
Normal is an interesting term.
In this world there is no correct definition.
You can't define something that is so new.
Each year society changes its norm.
It's never the same when the next generation is born.
The natural order is torn.
Those with no faces.
Voices get lost in the shuffle.
Everyone's trapped in a bubble.
To oblivious to try and break out,
not hearing the shouts;
of people tired of being lied to,
crying 'cause there's nothing they can do.
Nothing to lose, so let's try it.
Knock out the first brick,
and watch the destruction as the city falls.
We won't be confined by these four walls.
We're dying to be free!
Let us out so we can breathe!
Order is dead.
Terror is striking overhead.
It's more than just a state of mind,
Not some game of seek-and-find.
Madness is something in itself.
Like nothing you have ever seen;
Can't tell reality from a dream...
Madness isn't all joy and dreams,
Sometimes it's fire and screams.
Your demons can't catch you if you're on the run.
But what do you do when the world is done?
When the world is filled with corruption and hate;
looking like the pathway to Hell's Gate.
What do you do when the demons come for you?
And you have lose everything you once knew.
Would you change things if you could,
or would you follow me?
To the short, nearby, winding path of insanity.
Where up is left and down is right.
With day as dark, and night as light.
To someone "normal" it doesn't make sense.
But to me it's just a walk through a fence.
I would escape to madness instead of sanity.
Normal is overrated, and there's nothing better to be, than absolutely crazy; just like ME!
My Own EnemyMy Own Enemy
No matter where I am, and no matter what I do...
Whenever I turn to look in the mirror, all I see is you.
Every-time I see you I want to scream and cry.
Because you throw right back at me, my secrets and my lies.
If you would leave forever, I would not exist.
We'd be two wandering spirits, lost among the mist.
Because of you, I'm lonely.
Everything I do;
reflects back poorly from me to you.
One of the many people, standing in my way.
You remind me of the feelings that I turned away.
All my mistakes are a thing of the past,
but when you stare at me, they come back in a blast.
I cannot look you in the eyes.
I only see a monster.
You're the one I can't deny;
the shadow on my back.
You're someone I can't fight, because we are so close.
If I were to lose you, I'd lose that which I value the most.
You're my demon from within'
Just you and me on the battle field.
And I know you'll always triumph, you're a knife in my broken shield,
Taunting me with the power that you wield.
World War 1World War 1
Faith in humanity destroyed.
How can boys kill boys?
How do they justify their act,
Of killing each other, while not having the reluctance they lack?
Slaughter, Kill, Destroy.
Why does it mean anything anymore?
Death always has an open door.
Do they not consider the repercussions of their acts?
Murder, Kill, Destroy; Those are the facts.
Peace is unstable
after the battle is done.
Can we even consider this a victory that we "won".
Just because they're weakened, doesn't mean they'll stay that way
The peace shall not last at the end of the day.
Shells were falling from the sky
No one truly saw how we did die!
No one understands
The danger and destruction of No Man's Land!
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