Profile I live in a forest on an island in Greece I have nothing worth anything in this tent that I live in I get fed by people whom I call friends this is a life I never intended it just happened to be on the same path as me as I try to understand all the unintended things that has brought me to this point at this time in this life that I live

Follow The Road Behind my eyes

500 Sayings by William Andrews These words are dedicated to the free thinking people and to the ones who have yet to breathe

To the ones who find it hard to think my suggestion is simple Do not read

The maze

Through the maze of uncertainty'sthrough the painand the fearthrough the valleyof broken promisesand the friendshipsthey wearon the banksof wishful thinkingwith our bridges burning clearwe slowly start to wonderwhy are we here

Disgrace

Who could understandthe lieswho would have a tearto crywhen you meet that lonely facein the morningof your disgrace

So sure

On our line of understandinghow can we beso surethat all that has happenedhas not happenedbefore

Bars

Looking through these barsof our own designwishful thinkingour only crimewith sadnessare these steps we takethrough the ruins of our past mistakesa skeletal graspour only lineaway from the chaosof our paranoid mind

Fact

To damage a factyou must firstignore its needto speak

Nodding dog

Do you playthe nodding dogfor a little pleasureand a soft pillowdo you get that creepy despairwhen you look in the mirrorand there is nobody there

Cannot be

Could you relax to the factthat cannot be deniedthat the life you feelis the onethat you hide

Rules

There is a race within a racethat rules the racethat doesn't know

Refuse

It is only when we lookdeep into the eyesin the mirrorthat we finally seethe questionsto the answersthat werefuse to speak

Flame

We are givenfool's gold and like mothsto the flamewe fly

Pretend

To be in denialis to pretendto pretendis to actto act oftenbecomes a beliefthat you can seethe road aheadwhen it is only an echoof where you fear to tread

Dry

Deep in your headyou knowthis well of dreamsis dry

Deserves

Riches deserves wisdomhonesty deserves peace

Human

Because you aregenetically humandoesn't mean that you are

To far

I'll help you outI’ll help you outI will not let you drownfrom withinI’ll help you backto these muddy shoresfor your heavenis too far to swim

Lines

Between the linesof which you speakbetrays the onewho believed

Between

Tomorrowhasn't happenedtodayhas just begunand the hoursthat lay betweenwill decide what fate will bringa changing of your lifeor just a change of dreams

Hole

Why do you refuseto seeit is not your holethat sets you freebut what you feelwhen you seethat the one that lovesactually believesyou are a beautifulhuman being

Why

Why do we recreatethe same placethat we left

The game

Are our feelingsspeaking a languagewe don't even tryto understandare our moralsstill preachingtomorrow we will standwhile our empathyplays the gameof tryingto hide the painthat dripssilently from the cornerof our desperate eyesthat are slowlybecoming blind

Gently

Quietlydo we floatwithin the seas of hopeslowly drifting downwhere our hopeslowly drownsas the weightof our wishful thinkinggently tugsour shallow thoughtsinto the darkcold abyssthat waitsfor the wordsthat we preach

Afraid

Afraid to sleepto disturb the dreamthat when I awakeyou'll be gonejust the smell of your breathlingering on my pillow of sorrow

Still sound

The bones of democracyare still soundit is the fleshthat grows upon itthat has become diseasedand weakthat bends the spineto what we werebefore

Another page

At what leveldo we vibratein ourpsychological statewhat feelingsdo we createto cover our mistakesthat we ignorantly madeto calmour shallow thoughtsthat scream in rageevery timewe tryto turn another page

Tunnels

Do we still swimin the dark submerged cold tunnelswithinthe back of our minddesperately searchingfor the onethat will take usto the frontwhere the lightof common sense still shines

Jungle

Manmade junglesjust twisted reflectionsof nature's selections

Sympathy

Is thisall we havesympathyfor the innocentwho are being brokenand starveddreaming the same dreamof eating the foodthat wethrow in the binis thisall we havea strong hopethat we proudly presentto strangersand friendswhile our feelingssadly sit backand watch our ignorant shallow thoughtsentertaining our mindon how to pretendthat we with our pridechange lifes

How is it

Could somebodyplease tell mebecause I find it hardto understandhow is it that people saythey work hardfor the futureof their childyet leave the futureof their freedomout on the coldconcrete streetsto be huntedby the wall street wolfslike sheep

Our world

Is everything rosyin yoursad little worldwhere we help youto train your childrenthe ignorancethey deservewhere we train you to believethe mouthpiecethat you seeon your T.V. Screenwhere the commercials we applyare wonderfully designedto slowly crushyour common sensestate of mindso we can beginthe final phaseof taking you backto the good old daysthe Victorian agewhen it was only usand the little peopleour subservienteconomicslaves

Mixed

When you have schoolswithin the western worldnot mixedwith different or close to equal partsit can no longerbe classed as a school of learning

First

If you wish to satisfy a needthat cannot speakfirst you must understandwhat it thinks

Dust

Our continuous thoughtsof we willare just dust in the windfrom the skeletal bonesof maybe one daywe willkeep the promiseswe gave

Faithful

Will our line of thinkingalways be pavedwith the broken bonesof our weak intentwhere our faithful promisesthat we give like sweetsto starving kidsnow lays bleedingupon the altarslowly drippinginto our wine cupthat runneth overin our churchof let's pretend

The list

Are you now on the listof empathy's shadowswhere your broken accordfestersin a dark corner of your mind

Slowly

How can one usea beliefthat clearly doesn't workto fix a systemof illusions that are slowlybecoming broken

Sad

When one becomes subject to things outsideone's controlone tends to start praying to thingsthat one secretly knowsonly existswithin a wishthat brings upona sad beliefthat it is

Gaze

Do you feel comfortable within these wallswhere you sitdo you feelsatisfiedwhen you look through these dirtycracked windowsof your lifegazingat all the hopes and promisesthat you faithfully madeto the reflectionthat still patiently waitsfor the day you complete the thingsthat you say

You

It is not the paththat you walkthat is crumblingand crackedit is you

Nothing

Life in shallow watersalways brings a degreewhen the thingsthat you wish forbrings nothing yet to be

Your friend

Is it uswho puts the fear of lonelinessbefore the voice of reasonis it uswho puts the fearof looking ignorantin the eyes of othersbefore our logical common senseis it uswho fears the freedomof our feelingsthat whisperif you listen to what is written your mindwill become your friend

Touch it

When you touch ithow does it feelwhen you hold itdo you sense its worthin weight in goldyour empathythat you hold in your hands that trembles with the shame of not being what you claimas your fingers slowly unfoldto watch what is worth more than goldslowly fall and shatterupon the barren landsof twisted thoughtsthat softly whisperyou are now freeto be me

Scabby

When someoneyou think you care forbecomes scabbydon't wait for scabs to fallpeel back a fewtake a lookis this the one you want

Deathbed

Do they tell youthat you still have timeto save your soulas you layon your death bedwith your willthat they holdwith their softskeletalpious wordsleaning overyour dying eyeswhisperinginto your desperate earsyour sinswill be cleansedwhen you sign

Tax

What price do we setfor the way we live our lifehow much taxdo we demandfrom our moralsthat can no longerstandwhen we forcedcommon sense and reasonto walkthe cold dark streetsprostituting themselves for thosewith twisted needs

Question

When we start to questionasking the reasons whydo we slowly become awarethat our logical common senseis still aliveclawing its way up the crumbling clifffrom our comfortably numbabyss

It will

One nightit will happeni willfollow meto seewhere i gowhen i sleep

Strange

Is it not strangethe places we travelwithin the thoughtsthat run around our head

Story

Is it not the simple storiesthat bring the heavy thoughtscrashing upon the shoresof your mind

No return

Are you not nowat the point of no returnwhere the thingsthat you wished fornow slowly burnin a broken reflectionof a broken dreamthat layforever buriedin thoughtsthat continue to scream

Dark side

When you summon evilit is notthe devil you getbut the dark side of humanityand if you succeedyou will wish it was the devilyou released

The river

Do we not keep our fears closeand our denial closeras we try to crossthe river that whispersthere is lifeon the other sidefor here your denial shall drownfor without denialthere is no fearin the beliefyou cannot changethe thingsthat has brought youto this pointat this timein this lifethat you live

The box

Every single boxthat pandora thought ofwe have now foundand like greedy little childrenwe open the boxeswideand look indread and despairat the body of our phoenixlaying deadin there

Roost

Will the daythat you thoughtwould never arrivecome back to rooston your twisted pridethat breaks you downto the basic factsthat you are nothow you act

Twist

Refusing a factwill only twist your reason

Illegal

Common senseis illegalcompliant you must beif you wishto survivein the lands of the free

Oneself

It is when one finds it hard to believe in oneselfit is thenone shall be chainedto a false historythat explainsone must believeif one wishes to be freefrom ones doubtdespairlack of libertythat one brings upon oneselfwhen one believesin oneself

Echo

How longwill you continueto cry in the darkwaitingfor that echothat will bring a sparkto relight the flamesin this stone cold partof your heart

Anything

When onedoesn't rememberone tends to believein anything

Shines

Deep downinside us allwe are like childrenscared and alonewithin a mindthat has yet to growinto a mass consciouswhere freedom shineslike a beautifulsunny day

Crossroads

How much longerdo i standat the crossroadsof future planswithin the shadowof this skeletal treewaitingfor someonelike me

Within

Are there not timeswhen you wishyou could just driftwithin the windthat lightly blowsacross a soulthat slowly growswithin

Flash

Hope is likea flash in a panlooks prettyfeels warmbut not for long

No peace

If there is no peacebetween what you feeland what you dohow can there bepeacebetween how you liveand what you think

Wide eyed

Please don'tplease don't breakwhat you refuse to understandPlease don't please don't makepainfor the oneshaking in the cornerwhimperinglike a wounded animalstaring wide eyedin fearat your hand

Describe

Was there a specific meaningto the thoughtsthat you were thinkingwhen you triedto describeyour state of mindon the thingsthat give youfeelings

Undefined

Is it not tragicthat the magicis being squeezedfrom our racethe reason undefinedas we squeezethe lifefrom life

Close

How can youpresupposewhen there are thosewho opposethe oneswho are closeto understandingthe meaningof havingfeelings

Bleeding

Why do we continueto drag our fearsfrom the pastinto the presentwhere they bleedinto the futurewhere our childrenreapall the fearsthat we sow

Time

Are you weepingin your thinkingthat timewill stand by youas the fear invadesthe sagging embraceof the skinthat you face

Crying

Can you not feelthat it is mecryingfrom behind your eyeswhen you gaze upon a reflectionof a tiredfadinglonely smile

Slide

It is whenone starts to slidedoes one startto changewhere ones lack of empathybegins to feedon the feelingsthat should be makingone weep

Drugs

Hopelike any otherpsychological drugtakenwhen it should not be usedbrings a thin skin of happinessthat you assumeruns deepas despairclaws its way upfrom your abyssto lay claimto the hopethat you wished

Your wall

Does your skinsometimes crawlwhen you feelbehind your eyessomethingclimbing over your wallsomethingyou never meant to call

Hard

If the face of factis hard to look atthen your beliefin hopedoes not exist

Humanity

Everyone must knowwho they areeveryone must knowthe pricethey will paywhen humanity and familybecome a minoritywithin the majorityof the human race

Plastic

Why is itwe continue to believethat if we look long enoughthrough these windowsof plastic dreamsthey willcome to bewhile our childrenslowly freezeon these hard concrete streetswhere our wishes do nothingbut slowly bleedthrough the cracksof our ignorant belief

December

Is it not a crying shamethat empathyand moralsare only allowedto breedone monthof the yearand then dieon the second dayof the new

Empty

Not all of usare running on emptymost of usare still runningon dreams

The path

You do not followthe paththat you walkit is the paththat follows you

The flag

Have you hungthe flagof surrenderoutsideyour prison homein a countrywhere your freedomstill believesin hope

Know

In lifeyou presumein deathyou know

We try

How can weprotectthe childrenwhen the very peoplewe are tryingto protect them fromare the very peopletheir parentsvotedfor

Strung out

Does the strengthof your beliefbecome nothingbut a strung out mythsinkinginto promisesof better days

Charter

If there isno charterof community's rightsthen there areno people's rightsif there is no charterof a community's rightto a better wayof livingthen human rightsmeannothing

Safe

Do we not livein the ruinsof past pious wordsdo we not treadthe polluted watersof todaydo we not tryto keep afloatwhile we hide the fearof drowning out herelooking for a placethat's safe

Self

Knowthyselfhealthyselfbethyselffreethyself

Priority

Is it notthe languageof your thoughtsthat should givenprioritywhen you speak

Vow

Tell mewhat is itthat you hidebehind that broken smilethat you keepbeyond your hearts reachthat you foundthat breaks your vowof beingwhat you think

Hollow eyes

Do you knowwhere you youwhen you sleepwith thosehollow eyesthat deny the rightsof the thoughtsthat had a dream

Rose

Do you ever get the feelingthat you needto give a roseto the one who careswhat youwill becometo the one who walksby your sidethe one who whisperswordsthat compromisethe growing fearthat tries to twistthe path that fitsthe feeling insidethat the oneyou are withwill become your desireone heartone roseone fire

Not fair

Angelwhy are you cryingit's not fair daddy what's not fair angelmummy saidI can't talkabout my pretend friendsproblemsshe says I'm being ignorant it's not fairbut angeldon't you want to grow upto bejust like mummy I do daddy I dobut mummy has lots of pretend friends but I can't have anyangelmummy doesn't have pretend friendsyes she does daddymummy's on the phone for hours talking abouther pretend friends problemsyou know the one's daddythe pretending peopleon the television

Waiting

Have you waited longwith your dreamsto belongwith someone who will help youcarry onhave you waited longfor the sun to arriveon a lifethat can beginto grow

Words

Is there a feelingin the meaningof the wordsI could believe in

We the people

Maybe I'm simplebut I don't understandwhy do we hidein the landsof twisted speechwhy do we hidefrom the wordsthat will give usa little freedomthat will make usstandhead held highwhen we see the lightwithin the eyes of our childso why do we hidefrom the oldthe youngthe crippledand the onesyet to comewhy do we agreeto be called wordsnot of our namewordsof twisted meaningsthat do nothingbut decaythe very natureof the lightthat used to shinewithin their eyesthat used to make usproud to be alive yet we hide

Create

It is whenone becomesangrywith oneselfit is thenthou shall createthe problemsthat willsurround you

Ability

Do you have the abilityto answer the questionthat has not been spokendo you havethe ability to see deep withinthe eyes of a heartthat shinesthrough the eyesof hope

Shelter

Are you my sheltercould it be youthat I needto keep the chaosfrom bending my kneesto the thoughts that continue to try to decaythe last piece of my mindthat still waits for the onethat will keep mefrom drowning out herein this wasteland of skeletal tears

Simply loved

Does lonelinesssurround youdo you sometimes wisha true touch of a frienda lover a partnera reflection of youthat stands by your sidewithin your minddeep within your soulwhere your heart criesto besimply loved

Strength

Your strength of beingis in your reasoning

Have you

Have you evertried to understandall the unintended things that has brought youto this pointat this timein this lifethat you live

Cover

Are you feelingdesperatein your attemptto find a facethat can coverall the screamingthat echoesin a placethat hides behinda wall of fearthat your eyesrefuse to face

Ajar

It is whenlike a dooryou stand ajardo illogical thoughtsfeelthey have something to sayas they pass bythe maskthat you declaredis your face

Class

You have the upper classthe middle classand the lower class you forget the Judas classthe only classwhere any classcan join

Shattered

Historyhas now become nothingbut a shattered illusionbased upon guessesand quiet delusions

Halfbreeds

Are we notall halfbreedsfrom races unknownthe only species that has survived the troubles and strifein centuries gone byfrom a patchworkof broken memoriesand forbidden archaeologywe willgrow

Need

It is whenone is still ignorantdoes onecome to believethe twisted wordsspoken by otherswho are in needof someone to believe

Relief

There must bedoubt before beliefquestions must be answeredbefore relief

Growing

The instituteof destitute is growingby the day

Unknown

The eyesare not windowsto the souljust a gatewayto a wilderness unknown

Slowly open

It is when the doorstarts to slowly openwithinour minds eyeit is then with growing fearwe will haveto decide will we hidewithinour house of cardswith our beliefof denialthat our denial will lastor will the waveof our imprisoned feelings pass us through the doorto a placeall our lifewe have triedto ignore

Chains

How can you hopeto dreamwhen the dreamthat you hope foronly growswithin the shadowsof your intentwhere your wishful thinkingbecomes the chainsthat hold you in placewhere your silenceagreeswith your pain

Leap

When we baseour beliefs on a beliefthat a leap of faithis all we needwe compromiseour inner sense that triesto bring us backfrom the edgewhere our denialbecomesa permanent guestat the tableof common sense where we sithead held highin our beliefthat our beliefsdo not lie

Doors

On your downward spiraldo you not seethe doorsat every turnthe choicesyou could makeif only you breakthese psychological clawsfrom the thoughtsyou entertainthe ones that whisperinside your mindthere isno key to findfor there isno lockyour choice stands before youjust push

Flawed

Psychology is nothingbut a flawed prophecyof what you might dodepending on your mood

Life

It is not youthat is tiredof lifeit is lifebecoming tiredof you

Bottom line

Is ityour bottom lineof black and whitethat disappearsinto the mistas the tearsyou try to hold backslowly passyour lips

Delusion

When selfdelusionis stripped from your boneswho are you

Dreams

Is it youthat dreamsof being consciouswhile conscioushas a dreamof being you

Never said

She never saidshe could lovebut she would stayfor a whileand in that timewhen she bedded your spineyour thoughtsdid nothingbut whine

Mistakes

Ungrateful are the daysthat destroythe ways of wisdomfor it is only wisdomthat remembers the mistakes

I am

What I amis who I am and what I amis ME

You knew

When your mindhas been shattered every shardmust be foundamong the ruinsof your broken heartwithinthese decaying thoughtswith denial beyond beliefthat you knew the priceyou would paywhen you walked this way

Excuses

Is it notyour inner thoughtsthat create your lawsthat you find excuses to breakis it notyour inner thoughtsthat tries desperatelyto alter your courseis it notyour inner thoughtsthat creates the paththat you find hard to walk

Unsaid

Is it notthe silence in the nightthat you dreadin that placewhere your mindbegins to driftinto thingsleft unsaid

The half

You were not expectingthe feeling to be hereyou could not believeas you gazedacross the spacethat separates youfrom the placewhere the one you hold in your dreamswaits to be unitedwith the half they have never seen

Twisted hope

Why do you need to seewhat's behind the doorare the wordsI love younot enough any morewhy do you insist on looking behind the scenes when you knowwhat you will findwill not be meyet you hope and praythat I will changewhile wishful thinkingbecomes your cageas you layon your barren bed of despairbelieving one dayI will care

Abomination

Truthcannot be destroyedonly hiddenbehind corrupted doorsforcedinto a twisted cornerbattered and beatenhanging in chainsand there it still remainshiddenby denials wishthat thisskeletal abominationof truthshould never be allowedto speak to those who seekthe reasons whywe our childrenhave been denied

Meaning

Is it logicalto have feelingswith no meaningto what you are thinking

The end

The beginningyou findthe middleyou look forand the endlooks after its self

Circles

From the highestto the lowestwe are but novicesin the lands of giafor only noviceswould create circlesof fear

Exist

When logicdoesn't understandreasonfeelingsdo not exist

Unique

Would it not be uniqueto be ablewhen you touch the handsto give backwhat your honestyhas received the pain the despair of being terrifiedpetrifiedlaying out hereamong the garbageon a broken city streetin a worldfull of peoplewho don't really carewhat happens out thereso long as it doesn't happento me

Art

It is the artwithin your soulthat defines your state of mindwhen you acquirethe artof an open mind

Intelligence

Do we not coverour ignorancewith intelligent excuseson the reasons whyour denialis right

Restrictions

The descriptionof your convictionsare nothingbut restrictionsof what you should know

The line

Not many peoplesurvivewhen they cross the lineto a different frame of mind

First

To annualizewhat you vocalizeyou must first socializewith what you think

Clear

Whydo you tendother people's gardenswhen it is clearyou need to tendyour own

To please

It is only whenyou have cancerin your thoughtscan you be calleda walking corpse one who walks the landsof fractured dreamslooking for a reflectionto please

Blind

Lighthas no meaningwhen it only shinesin the dark

Like a child

You assumethere are no gapsin your thinkingyou believe you have a continues linebut when you are pushedon your common sense thinkingyou break downand screamlike a child

Not true

Is it not truethat the choiceswe have forsakenhas led to the denialof choicesour childrencould have taken

Mass effect

It is only whenwe live up to the namethe masses do we becomea mass conscious it will only be thenmass consciousfinally becomesa mass effect

Reason

Common sense and reasonare losingtheir positionin the schoolsin which they speak

Running

Do your dreamskeep runningis your realityjust slummingin the valley of illusionsare you aware

Hope

To distract a factfrom its point of viewyou must firstpoison the groundon which it standsand hopethe truth doesn't comefrom the barren lands

Middle class

The richmay lose a littlebut they will stillbe richthe poorwill lose nothingfor they will stillbe poorbut for youwho call yourselfmiddle classit shall be youwe will meeton the streetsand in the parkswith your cardboard blanketlooking for a placethat's warmwhile your children start over againclawing backall that you have lostall because you put your trustinto the ballot boxof hope

Ghosts

It isnot youthat is seeing themfrom the cornerof your eyesit is themseeing youfrom theirs

Survive

How do you survive the daywhen you knowdeep insideyour living lifeblindhow do you survive the daywhen you knowone daythe waves of other peoples painwill comecrashingon to your shoresto erode awayall your illusionsthat you praywill stay

Myth

Is it nowwe face our darkest houris it nowthe onslaught beginswhere injusticekills beliefwhere a better lifefor honest peoplehas now becomejust a myth

Heroes

How can a childbeif a childis not allowedto seeall the broken heroeswho triedto make a better lifefor thee

We say

How can we saywe live a lifewhen our intentscrapes cleanour honest prideto leaveour moralsnowhere to hidebut withinthe comfortable armsof denial

Serious

It is onlyon the first serious liedo you feelyour dreams createa shattered mirrorat the bottom of your heartwith your tattered shadowof common sensehiding in the dark

Fit

Why should youfeelso embarrassedwhen other peoplecan seethat youdo not fitinto the shape that they in their ignorancebelieveyou should be

Climb

Beforeyou can climbinto my bedyou must first climbinto my head

Another face

Why staywhen you cannot tracea happy placewhere you can baseyour beliefin another face

Happy

Are you happyin how you're growingwithin the bodythat you seein the reflectionof your perceptionthat brings youto your kneeswhen the chemicalsand cuttingdo nothingbut pleaseyour broken beliefthat only the outsidereally exists

Directed

There is an endto this psychological painin these lands of confusion where directed chaostries to break allwho stand their groundon a paththat leads usto a placewhere we will find the thoughtsthat opens our eyesit is therewe shall cryin shame

Only

It is only the basicsthat are requiredto understandthe whys

Undone

It is only whenyou have comefrom that placewhere you became undonecan you feel the thingsthat yousometimes thinkthe thingsthat should never be freefrom the chainsthat you madeto keep them in that placewhere you had become undone

Colour

It is not the colour of the skinthat you live inor even whereyou are bornit isthe colourof your thoughtsthat defineyour state of mindin a worldwhere thoughtsare becoming colour blind

Key

The systemis the lockdenialis the keyand you arethe guard

A feeling

So much for educationin a nation with no relationto what we really needfreedomfrom commercial informationand a feelingthat our nationis free from the participationsof destroyingthe truththat will make us see

Hazardous

Sad things happenwhen you changethe soul of a raceadded intelligencenot naturally formedwill be hazardousto the place they were born

Edge

Everybody has a ledgean edgean end of a ropea feelingof hangingon a line with no phone

Another way

Slim is the trustwhen you tryto adjustto another way of thinking

Visit

The problemsof this generationhas promisedto visit the next

Firewall

Are you missinga firewallthat line of defencethat warns youof the psychological intentof the Trojanthat wants to be your friend

Smoke

The smokethat comes from your carcould that not be classedas passive smokingor the chemicalsyou spread around your housecould that not effectyour children’s breathingor the chemicals in your fridgethat you feed to your kidscould that not effecttheir thinkingso could you please explainwhy you complainabout somethingthat has no meaning

Skin

It is the colour of the skinthat you live inthat decides what cultureyou should be inwhile you wait yearsto be adoptedby loving peoplein good old multiculturalEngland

All roads

A Spartacus is neededwithin the American systemto show the Romansin Washingtonthat all roadsshould lead to freedom

Attrition

There is a warof attritionwithin your brains eyethat has been raging from the beginning of your lifeit is to controlthe higher thoughtswithin your mindto slaughter to decimate common senseempathyand honest prideto silently invadeyour house of reason and peaceto plant twisted seedsof doubt and grief to bring on the cancer that will destroy from withinto force you backto your lizard brainwhere the shadowsbelieveyou should remain

Do you

Do you understand the meaningthat comes betweenthe feelingthat you might be wrong

Drink

The lies you bring to the waters you deceiveone dayyou will drink

Scale

The sliding scale of failing begins when you try to please

More

You are more then what you thinkyou are more then the societyin which you live

Explaining

It isthe skeletal handof your consciousthat restsupon your shoulderexplainingto the maskthat you wearit is time to crossyour border

Your friend

Do youlose yourselfwhen you pretend that the maskyou wearis your friend

To late

Could you not feel something for someoneyet not see itfor what it really is eventuallybut often too late to reinstatethat feelingthat should have kept you awake

Aged

Why try to replace the face of the agedwhen it's only the agedthat can explain

Missing

Common sense is now officiallymissing in action

Our generation

When we are oldwrinkled and crippled with one foot in the gravedestined to a housewith a roomwhere we sit staringat a blank screen TVwhile on our knees we dribble as our fluoride calcified braindecays to the last stagebefore our poisoned lungssucks inthe last breath of dirty airas our ignorance slowly fades will it only be thenthat a single regretful tearwill slowly travelthrough the canyonsof our corrupted facewhen at lastwe finally understandit was our generationthat created this placewhere honesty is batteredday by daywhile the skeletal mindsof our childrenreap allthat we have sown does it hurtnow that you knowthat denial was never our friend

Peek To take a peek at the strange and uniqueyou must first understandit exists

Coast

You travel a road that’s thinner than mostbut when you stopyou coast

Born

All children are born humanbut not all grow up to be one

Hunted

The morals that separate humansfrom the race of manare now being hunted

Guess

You have down syndrome and downing streetguess where humanity sleeps

Protection

The things people do to their childrenif one did these thingsto a dogthe dog would be taken awayone would not get the dog backbut with childrenone gives them backI know children are not dogsbut at least one could give a childthe same level of protectionas one would a dog

Soon

Coming soon basic principlesshares now trading at your local police station

Amazes

The stupidity of humanityamazes the weak

System

Have we not built our broken systemamong the ruinsof a broken pasthave we not builtour broken systemon the broken bonesof broken heartshave we not builtour broken systemon a guarantythat when the warranty runs outour children will becomelike the walking deadonly knowingcrumbling concrete junglesthat glowswith the shameof avoidable mistakes

Willing

Would one be willingto give upones humanityfor the childrento regain theirs

Begins

Confusion within your mind's eyebegins when your fearbelieves the lies

If

If we couldif we could do itif we couldrip a holein this realityin which we have livedall our ignorant lifewould we would we take a lookknowing down deepthat the odds will not be weakif we take a peekto survive the madnessthat is sure to comeif we look within

Photo

How do you explainto the youngbroken silent soulswho watch youwith tired of life eyeslistening to the buzzing of the flieswhile your mouthshapes words of intentas you gather the lostbroken souls around youwith the promiseof a few sweetsthen the pious photo is takento prove to the forsakenthey will not beforgottenfor when the pious photosells for thousandswe shall returnwith the promiseof a few more sweets

Everyday

If the darkness is evilwhy is there evil every day

Weep

Do yourwhisperingsof allyour yesterdaysechoin your earsas the presentquietly weepswith the oneyou holdwhen you sleep

Steps

Can you hear them as they slidethrough the cracksof your deep thoughtsdemanding you takethe first stepson this roadyou have yetto regret

Become

There is only onethat can communicatewith my heartthere is only onethat can see there is only onethat has reasonto believewhen we become onewe are free

Dying

When a society introduces human rights based solely on the genetic design humanityas you can seeis fast becoming a dying breed

Divided

It is thosewho argue for changethat cause the problemswe have todayit is those who stand divided who will send usbackto the land of the caveswhere innocence once againbecomes a slaveto a civilized systembuilt on the broken bonesof the divided onesthe heroes who arguetime to change

Knees

Is thereno placethat you can seethat will bring youbackfrom your kneesthat will stand you upand dust you off beforeyour feelingsbegin to scream

Permission

Is it youthat lives in a systemthat requires your submissionto bewhat they thinkyou should beis it you who are nowin a position where youare conditionedto believethat you are free

Shadows

When you are scared to walk the roadthat standsbefore youyour fears will growfrom the broken bonesof the shadows that surround you

Promised

Have you departedfrom your thinkingfrom thoughtsthat could have beenwhen you promisedyour reflectionthat the thoughtsyou are reflectingwill be trueto what you do

Within

Is it notthe fear of knowingthe fear withinthat brings youto this placeof skeletal shadowsthat wear your face

Remind you

Is it apathythat walks our streetsis it apathythat whispersto our ignorance to remind our moralswe will feel betterif we do not speakas we watch common sensewalk the last stepswith excess baggageholdingall our intents

Sometimes

Do you sometimeswake up screamingknowingit is still therelike razor wirecoiled around your inner thoughtsslowly shreddingthe empathy that you courtas it whispersthe pious wordsthat you blindly repeatto the hope that still believesthat your intent will set you freefrom the coils that hold your inner thoughtsin a placethat should not be

Yet to be

Did the feeling get the meaning when the meaningwas still pleadingfor the reasons yet to be

Genetic

They must have knownthat radiation doesn’t cloneit genetically twists and reforms into thoughtsthat should have neverbeen born

First steps

How do you deny themwhen they have been your friendsfrom your first stepsinto this worldhow do you explainto reasona little commonand a bit of pridethat this is not how you areas the air is forced outof what you dream about

Spark

The space is twice as bigas the one you feel withinthrough the mazeyou will have to travelthough life’s shadowsthat will become shallowtrying to find that sparkthe one that makes you laughin a world designedto make you lie

Dissipate

When you goand everybody willwill you carry onor will you dissipateas your energy is suckedfrom your soul

Dead

When you're deadthe only wayto stay awakeis to remember yourselffor if you fall asleepto wake upin somebody else’sdreamyou will be drainedof every thoughtthat makes youunique

View

Words and reasondoesn’t combinewith the oneswho believetheir viewis divine

Sustained

Tensionleads to frictionfrictiononly leadsto painwhen sustainedand fedwith illogical thoughtsof things left unsaid

Is to be

To have common sensewith a little logicas a friendis to be human

Cave

Where would you beif your mind was unshackledfrom this cavecalled reality

Open

Will there ever be a timewhen you open your mindand let the shadowsfly

Act

Would you acton what you believethe freedom to befree

Trust

When I enter your soulI would like to knowwhere I can go

Blurred

There are times in the nightwhen everythingbecomes silentwhere the line is drawnto be observedwere life’s strugglesbecome blurred

Signs

Are you looking for somethingin someonebut only feeling the needare you are somewherenear the borderwhere there are signsthat you should read

You are

You do what you areyou speak with a twistwith the legacy of trustEndingwith a twitch

Only you

What you findwithin your eyesonly you can analysethere are no diplomasto set you freewhere you wish to be

Regret

It is always reflectivewhen you are receptiveto the thingsyou could have done

Circle

The pastis only a reflectionof the circlethat we tread

One day

Is it not rare to lookat our worldwhere nature believesthat one day soonWe will cease to exist

Value

It is notin your governments interestdo you people not understandthere is no political valueto help the damaged land

Price

Is it fearthat holds the keywhen the price you seeis morethan the life you live

Promises

Only lip service is givento the promisesthat were writtento the people who believed

No home

Not many see it cominga few make their ownand the others believe fatemade a mistaketo leave themwithout a home

Blind

Every angle has been coveredby thosewho have no wish to recover

Real life

Are we just a biological realityliving in a fantasywhere real life is believedcan only beseenon the TV screen

Together

One day maybe you will understandthere are no strange landson this worldon which we stand

A thing

She walks amongst usyet we still refuse to seethe fear she will bringto the illusionthat we believethat natureis just a thing

Watch

Do you ever watchwith a sense of shamecry a tearthen walk awaywhen what was shownon your TV today

Greed

We feedoff everything we seeand destroyeverything we don't believe

Our own

The war within the specieswill be uniqueamong our own racewe will finally seethe tree of life is still growingevolvingto be free

Thoughts

It is not what you leavefor the one that you loveit is what you feel

Burns

Do you feel the terror and the strainwhen it rains upon the painthat slowly burnsinto your thoughtsagain

Stress

The state of mindyou wish to acquireis as hard as you think

Bliss

Light plays upon the oneswho have no wish to see

Barely

When you're barely hangingon to common senseit's hard to tellwhen one day beginsand the other ends

Blind eye

Do you ever tryto face the truthwhen you have so many liesyou can decay behind

Focus

Do you feelout of focuswhen your linesbegin to blur

Expect

The first thing to comewhispering from the shadowswill be the first thingyour subconsciouswould expect

Friends

When your friendsdo not becomeyour familythen they are notyour friends

It is

It is notwhat you knowit iswhat you think

Legends

Will the legends of the futurebe of the peoplewho fought warsto save humanity’s childrenwhile we did nothing

Beginning

Is it onlyin the beginningthat you startslowly becoming awarethat the endwill be the beginningof the reasons whyyou care

Invite

Does your left handknowwhat you dowith your rightdoes your left handknowthe troubles you courseevery timeyou inviteexcess baggageto stay the night

Mistakes

Is it you that makesthe same mistakesthat other peoplemake

Sow

Could it be youthat sows the seeds of bitternesscould it be youthat created the fearas they readbetween the linesyou speakas a single tearescapes their belief

Just breathe

Is it ignorancethat keeps you asleepis it ignorancethat tells youit is betteryou just breath

Steps

Does bitternessleave a sweet tasteon your tonguewhen you beginyour first falteringstepson this pathof regrets

Actions

It is not what you speakit is your actionsthat standthe tattered flag

Dice

Life they sayis just a roll of the dicewhich depends on fatethat listensto every wordyou don't say

Shall be

It is the onewho stands before youin the mirror that you seeit is the onethat you speak towho decideswhat you shall be

Yesterdays

Do your whisperingsof all your yesterdaysecho in your earsas the presentquietly weepswith the oneyou holdwhen you sleep

When

When will you need mewhen your hanging on the end of a ropebroken and bruisedtired of living somebody else’s blues

Problems

Havinga decaying bodyis the least of your problems

Whisper

Do you stretchyour reasoningwell beyondyour moral pointdo you listento the shadowsthat whisper thingsyou only see in your dreams

Break

When you break the backof humanityyou break the backof common senseand family

Aware

May your god help youwhen you becomefully aware that the thoughtsyou are thinkingare what you put there

Rare

On our streets of fearborn again humansare becomingrare

Is there

Is there a shadowthat dartsfrom the cornerof your eyedo you have thatsickening feelingyour beginningto understandwhy

The bones

Do you put fleshon the bonesof your skeletonsthat hidein a placethat you fear

Closet

Will there be a daywhen the bony handopens the closetfrom withinsmilingat your fearthat hides behindthe mask you bare

Create

Is it destinythat draws youto a fatethat you create

The hand

It is the handthat holds meit is the handI touchit is the handthat calms meit is the handI love

Policy

Has honesty becomejust a policyin your systemof commodity'swhere your feelingsbecomehedge fundsin your stock marketlife

Sanity

Are youone of the peoplewho will stay the courseon the rocky ship of sanitywhere at the bowthe children stand

with the tattered flagof humanity

Slapped

Like a babycommon sensemust be slappedto breath

Hanging

Is it your reflectionthat shows youhangingon the thin edgeof reason waitingfor common senseto arriveas you try not to slipinto the placewhere your paranoid thoughtsplay

Every day

Is ityour wishful thinkingthat twistsyour reasoningwithinyour everyday thoughts

Your shoulder

It isthe bony handof your consciousthat rests uponyour shoulderexplaining to the maskthat you wearit is timeto crossyour border

The few

Is it notthe death of the manyfor the greedof the fewthat brings uponthe sad ignoranttwisted view

Line

It is only whenyou start to questiontheir thinkingdoes your line of humanityappear

Thin

Onlyby a thin blue linedo we survivethese tortured streetsof our own design

Lost

Humanityis becoming nothingbut a lost broken religionbeggingat your children’s door

Spark

Reasonable understandingconstitutesa spark of humanity

Shock

Will the day ever comewhen realitystands at your doorexplaining to youthat you don't live here

any more

News

It is the tears of a childthat falls upon the newswritten by a groupwho refuseto entertain the common sensethat shouts in vainfor the truth to be separatedbrought to bareon the unaware

Frightened

Are you oneof the frightened oneswho finds it hardto keep your door ajarto look a little furtherfrom the thingsyou think you are

Expired

Do you feel mystifiedjust like a childwhose comfort zonehas expired

It is time

There are tribeswithin tribesand there are tribeswho hidefrom the tribewho believesit is time

Your home

Have you barredyour feelingsfrom the thoughtsthat wish to knowwhy you hidebehindother people's denial within a comfort zonewhere your feelingskeep telling youthis is notyour home

The map It is no longera question of ifit is nowa question of whenit can no longerbe classedas science fiction when it is nowscience factthat for the first timein our historyin the generationsto comethe free thinking peoplethe ones who seethingsthat should not bewill cease to existwhen the mapis finally complete

Inside

There is a prisondeep withinyour mindwhere darkness hidestwisted and bitter becauseof your belief that it isonlythe darknessthat hidesthingsyou do not wishto believe

Mists

It is withinthe Gray shadowsof the morning miststhat your fearslowly dripsfrom the dewthat persists

Broken

Are we lostwithin the graveyardsof pious broken thoughtswhere our past memories of intentstill weakly crawlbetween the light of the moonand the headstonesof regretlike slowly fading ghostswe forgetthe task we were givenwhen we brought lifeinto this worldthe taskof building a roadwhere our childrencould proudly boastthat they gavetheir blood sweat and tearsfor usyetlike slowly fading crippled ghostswe still walk the graveyardsof broken thoughtswhere we crybehind the masks we wearwhile smiling at a reflectionof a fading ghostwho cares

Gaze

Is it not our shamethat is decaying between the widening cracksof our broken thoughtswhere we gazethrough the eyesof our masksthat were nevereducated enough to educate

us

Stubborn

If we do notmaintain the road that we walkthen the daywill surely comewhen we stumble and fallwith our stubborn beliefwith our denialas our guidewe can still walk this roadblind

Unborn

Will there bea tomorrowwhen the day is donefor the ones yet to breathtomorrowmay only benothingbut a flickering dreamwithin a heartthat is yet to beat

As a people

We could beas a peopleanything we wishas a peopleanything we can describewe can bringinto our lifeas a peoplewe should tryto regrow the bonesthat once held up our spine

Trust

It is whenyou divorce your trustfrom common senseit is then you shall be accusedof breaking the rightsof your childrenwho's only wishis to behuman

Begins

Your future beginsat the start of every thoughtyou create

United

It is dividedthat we now standand it shall beunitedwe shall surely fallif we allowthe freedoms we have leftto walk the last stepsinto the mists of ignorant regrets

Skill

How do you do thatI would like to knowthe skill that's neededto make it soto stretch one's illusionsover the cracksof your broken thoughtswhere your denial pretendsthat you could be friends if onlyyou would ignorethe knocking on your doorthat echoes insideyour head

Another page

Will you ever finishwhat you startedwhen you promisedyou would changewhen you promisedyou would turnanother pagethat you would dig deepinto your emotions to find another wayto break these chainsof this twisted hiddenlove of shameof i'm sorry I promiseI won't hit youagaindependingon what I feelwhen frustrationbecomes my painthinking the only thingI can changeis your face

Your heaven

Do you hold onto a dreamthat is brokendoes your thinking sayit is not sodo the beatingsrain downfrom your heaven as your common sensebegins to growthrough the hazeof the painyou are givenis it so hardto sleep alone

We

In bodywe are manyin mindwe are one

Alone

If you do notbecomefriends with the lonelinessthat has becomeyour bedthen the twisted Barron thoughtsthat you keepwithin will finally break outto becomewhat you do not wish

No match

The reflectionswithin your cracksdo not matchwhat you thoughtyou could bewithin this illusion where you allow yourselfto live

Mask

Sooner rather than lateryour mask will fallit will be thenwhen you look in the mirrorthat you see what you do not recallyour younger daysbefore you were trained to wear a maskthat doesn't quite fityour face

Angry

It is when one becomes angrywith one's selfit is thenthou shall createthe problemsthat willsurround you

Circus

It was not your purposebeing in this circuswhere you bend over backwards to pleasewhere you juggle your lifeto fit what they require in their desperate needfor you to carry their emotional baggagewhile they feed on the thingsthat define youas a human being

Damaged

It is with a fraying piece of ropethat we hangheavy hopesuspended belowthe bridge of damaged dreamswhere every reflection weepsfor all the souls they seethe poor miss guided soulsof you and me

QWithout EQ

BQ and MQthere can never bean IQ

Follow

You do notfollowthe paththat you walkit is the paththat tries to follow you

Mercy

Do we nothave any mercyfor the feelingsthat we giveno voicedo we not have any mercyfor the promiseswe produceyet refuse the strengthour promises needto growdo we nothave any mercy for our logicalcommon sensestate of mindthat lays in painpregnantwith soon to benew born thoughtsthat we viciously strangleat the time of birthwith our handsthat tremblewith our rageof denial

ListenWill you listen

to what

you do not want to hear

are you willing to be painfullyaware

My eyes

It is my eyesthat tell meyou look beautifulbut my mind insists on knowing what lays beneaththe chemicalsthat hang off your skin

Gap

Am I what you wantdo I bridge the gapbetweenwhat you need and what should be

Golden

Would you let me climbunder your skin to feel all the things that you hold withinwould you let me take root in your gardento lay in your heart to be golden

Broken

Do the broken bonesof common senselay withintwistedby denials wishthat the feeling of there is something wrong should be exiledthe day you startto belong

Sucking

It is the citiesthat are suckingthe lifefrom the land

Tribes

there are no countriesonly tribes within borders

Save

Is it only the radiationthat we pour into the seathat will save what is left of naturefrom the greed of you and me

Seek

What you find when you get there you will soon find hereand when it is hereyou will findthat the freedom you seek is within what you think

Pretend

Do you look in the mirrordo you pretend that you can seedo you think you are superiorto the questionsthat need

Balance

Could we counter balancethe balancethat is out of balanceto the things that will balance what we need

Paved

Why do werefuse to admitthat we still travelon a road that's paved with the broken bonesof the heroeswho still weep

Your line

How many timesmust you draw your linewhen you see on your screenthe things that bring an honest replyto what you think

Your thoughts

How can the questions liveif the answerscannot breathhow can the feeling that there is something wrongachievethe summitof your thoughts

Do you see

Do you see your reflectionwhen you look at someone elsedo you see all the little thingsthat separate youfrom yourself

Stretch

Do you stretch your reasoningwell beyond your meansthen pretend that you understandthe things that you pretendto be

Education

Does your children’seducationpainfully suggesta slow declineinto Victorian times

Tainted

Do the words we speakfall on barren landswhere in times gone bybrave peoplestayed their groundagainst the legionswho suck dry the landwere only your childrenshall slowly see the tainted sunrise of twisteddreams

Allowed

You lost your stateof independencethe day you allowed businessto become a crowd

Grasp

Are you one of the peoplewith your skeletal graspupon the tattered flagof humanity’slast stand

Sad side

Have you ever taken a rideto the sad side where the tracks lay buckled and barewhere the ones who are born to trust you look up in quiet despairat the face that says I love you with eyes that don't really care

The few

Reasonable questionsare the hardestto be abusedby the twisted reflectionsof the few

Strangers death

Are youone of the innocent oneswho lay there with your tubes hanging downwaiting for a stranger's deathor a gift from the poorwho try to feedtheir children from their body partsthat you adore

On a plate

Are there anyconservative assessmentson the lossesyou have gained when you gave away common sense on a plate

Silently

Are we like the blindleading the blindwhere we see no evilas we slip silentlyinto our bordersof denial

If

If I was an alienlooking down on youwould I not be confusedhow does an intelligent racewho's technology grows by the dayhave a list as long as my armson actionsthat should have been left in their past

Obsolete

In the graveyardsof the obsoletetheir bones they still rattlein the lungs of the young oneson the vote that you carry

Vibrate

It is notwhat you look likeit is not what you sayit is simplyhow you vibrate

Magic

The magic of beliefbecomes easywhen it is denialthat hardensyour spine

Remains

Is denialthe only friend you havewhen you look in the mirrorwithin the eye of your mind where your own personal demonwaits with a smilewith emotional baggage snapping at the heelsof your remains

Hide

Where will the good people hidewhen the forestsdie

Need

Do you ever stopto thinkthat the relationshipyou are in is draining you before you even beginto be what you need

What is

Tell me what is lonelythe one you are withorthe one you marry

When

When common sense curiosityand logical philosophyattract a reasonable destinymay you be truly contenton this day of when

Preach

Are your cracksstill comingin your decayingbeliefyou can make a differencein what you preachto the oneswithin your reach

To fear

If you are starting to lose your liberties within the frameworkof your community then you have reasonto fear

Brave

To see the true face of the one you are with is to bebrave

The land

If your countriesarmyis not democraticthen the land that you live in cannot be

Their belief

The politicians in the courts of human lawwill be given the chanceto exercise their belief that logical common senseshould not exist

Make way

Make waydead race walkingwhere their fear won't appearuntil they are nearthe barren landswhere the reapingof what they sowshall break what is leftof their heart and soul

Luck

You only have luckwhen destinyagrees with fatethat the law of averages should be making mistakes

Confused

Does your handstill hurtthe one you usedto break the spirit of a womanwho fallsconfused

Reduced

Has this placealways been sowere honest peopleare reducedto the stateof being alone

For me

Do the chemicalsthat hang of your skin change you withindo the eyes you seein the mirror that is we ever change for me

Task

The task you are givenfrom the momentyou conceivedis to make a better life then the one you received

Who

Those who are electedto control youare controlledby who

Habit

Traditionhas become a habitand the habit has become an excusefor the long establishedthinkingthat twists the mindof the youth

Paid

Will you ever change your voteand vote as onewill you ever give your children a better lifethat was paid forin blood

It is you

It is not the environmentthat you were brought up in that makes you who you arein the endit is you

Invasion

When you have an invasionby your nationwere the invasionhas no relationto whatthe children needthen you have no right to call yourselfcivilized

Lung

On sunny days do you burn part of nature's lungto cook slaughtered meatin a civilized way

Lost

How many childrenof Chernobylwere adopteddo you thinkhow many of those lost soulswere rescuedwhen seen

My fault

Mummyis it my fault I look like thisno baby it's not your faultis it your fault thenmummypartly baby partly why mummywe walked a roadwe didn't knowwhere common sensehad no meaning where we stand at the gravesof the ones that we gavenothingbut a short life of grievingwhen we allowed radiation to twistthe living

You

Will I ever meet you will Iever seewill I ever feel you will I ever be free

Claim

Who are you are you someonelostare you someonelooking for a wayof avoiding the shamenot being what you claim

Nothing

What will you dowhen the food becomes a long wordon the box you don't readjust told they are good for your kidsas you buy a new chemicalto hang off your skin

Blind

When one ignoresthe thingsthat one seesdoes one not deserve the thingsthat will come to be

Options

The feelings of despairis when your optionsforsakethe reasonswhy you care

Choice

One has multiple choicein one's lifeare you plasticcardboardor sterling fair

Venous

It was a place called venouswhen the project was completewhere we could finally breathwhere through our children’s eyeswe could finallysee

Waves

Are we morethen what we seemdo we not vibrateon the same wavesthat makes us uniquewithin the worldsof atomswhat do we really seek

Truly

It is trulythe real stepfathers/motherswho canhold their head up proudwatching a child growknowing blooddoes not make it so

Happy

When you are happywith someone that you care fordoes it really matterwhat hangs aboveor below

You think

How do you know a thingis a thingwhen the thingthat you think you knowonly appearswhen your curiositygrows

Your door

It is the dignityof destinythat brings fateto your door

Betray

it is onlywhen twisted reasoningbetraysthe ethicsof empathydo you have reasonto be scared

Cry

When I lookthrough these barsof your designwhen I feel the sun through the window blindswhen I smell fresh airwhen you open the doorI bow my headand cry a little more

U.N

It is only the childrenwho are born of the famine tradeand the womanwho cannot break from the coldwho understandthe U.Nare still lookingfor a backbone

Evolve

Timedoes not make a person it is an evolving personalitythat makes a personand in timeyou might evolve

How to live

Would you look deepin your shallow mirrorwhere your questionswill have a replyon all the honest answerson how to livea lie

Adapt

to changeis to adaptto adaptis to evolvecould you

Friend

Do you lose yourselfwhen you pretendthat the mask you wearis your friend

Moves

Like a drifterlife moves on

Drown

In this day and ageyou can tell peoplethe truthbut if it rocks their boatyou and your familywill be the firstto drown

How

How can it bebiological beingslivingwithin a systemthat is designed to twist their children

Example

Leading by exampleshould be exhumedand examinedon the reasons whyit died

Diluted

Are you one of the diluted onesare you one of the preydo you look in the mirrorseeing nothingbut a faceslowly being drainedwhere no fact remains

Is

Addictionis beliefin the system

Ever come

Will the good of the peopleever comebefore the good of the country

Why

Why praywhen you can believein yourself

Retract

How can you retractfrom the factsthat made them attackthe ones who just didn't care

Never

Never forgetwere you come frombut never forgetwhere you live

Beneath

Will you ever readwhat is writtenbeneath your thin skinof belief

Speak

It would betterif you rememberto speakwithout words

Beauty

If you believebeautypromised happiness then you are lost

Trapped

Are you trapped within the dream of your own nightmares were your thoughtsdo nothing but decayan already battered systemtrying to keep youawake

Fade

The apathy pack arrivesonly when your state of mindstarts to fadeinto the abyss of whisperswhere the chaosof black and whiteflays the skin of reason

Sound

Feelings emotion and paincannot communicatewith sound waves

To be

The ultimate choiceto beor not to behuman

Might

Today is when tomorrowmight arrive

Because

I don't look like thisbecause I canI look like thisbecause I am

True

Is not true newsgood newseven when it's sad

Welcome

If you have reason to thinkwelcometo the human link

Past

Why do we believe a historythat twists the truth of the past

Soft focus

On the advice of the pricethat slices into your lifein a web of deceitand duble edged liesthough the actions of othersyour fedthe soft focus of life

Sucking

Obsession will be sucking on the bones of reasonas you slowly readthe reasons why you weep

Negative

Why think negativewhen negativedoesn’t think about you

Legacy

We carry the legacyof our ancestorswe carry the burdenof their petty insanity

Thin skin

Could you point out your own fearscould you speak aboutwhat lies beneathyour thin skin of beliefcould you secretlyhide the despair of I”m convincedand handle the painas the cracks becamean understandingof why the shame

Pictures

Look very carefullycan you not seethis is not howit was meant to beif pictures tell storihow can you not agreeyou can readthe black and blue lookon the delicate skinthe bones poking outfrom withinthat feeling of shameof all the beatingsthat they gainedfor being at homescaredalone

Twisted nature

When twisted naturerobs youof your childrenwhen you look in the mirrorwho do you blamewhen a child lays dyingon a dirty street corneror tied to a bedscreaming in vainpleaselook at the childrenwho do you blame

Rights

Human rightswhat rights do you havewhen nature's rightsare abusedstarved of foodstarved of waterrapedpoisonedput in a cagefor no other reasonbut to amuse the insane

Hard to play

It is wrong to dreamit's a big mistaketo let them inyour feelings they will takewhen you're tired of the gamehaving to wear a maskin this valley of what’s your nametime to leave or dare you staywithout a maskit's hard to play

Give

You give meaningto feelingsthat you don't deserve

Desires

Don't tap itit might breakare you dreamingis this a fakeis this the rhythmthat you requirea painted maska thing for hirea legacyof all your desires

Blind

Your life can continuewithout the option to thinkall you have to dois believe

Strange

The picture has been writtenthe words have been paintedbut the silenceremains insane

Understand

As you slowly peel awayemotions that lie withinyou slowly start to understandif there is no trustwe cannot stand

The 5th

To complete the releaseyou so much desireremember rememberthe man on fire

Still me

The reflection you seeyou just don't believeno matter what you changeyou will still be me

Without

Reason without emotionbegets the near extinctionof common sense

A reason

Common sense logicrequires a reasonwhyyou don't know

Part

Until deathdo you partwhy

Isolation

Self isolationbrings upon a godof your own imagination

Pious

Silent are the oneswho speak pious words

Potential

A feeling is just a potentialof what you might think

Dreamed

Fate is somethingyour subconsciousdreamed up

Save

Save the whaleprotect the dolphinssave the forestsbut whois going to protectyou

Between Are you between the thoughtsthat you are thinkingare you outsidethe place where you hide are you closeto where you're not listeningto all your reasonswhy

A place

The safest placein this placeis a placethat’s hard to face

Not

I am notwhat you believejust what you think

Excuses

Understanding nothingof this point yet to comewhen the needovercomes reasonwhen you slowly becomewhen the things that you wantedslowly fadewith a line of excusesyour reasondecays

Nobody home

Your mind works betterwhen it is notin your head

Stabbed

The maskalways looks humanwhen one gets stabbedin the back

Should

Intelligenceshould be classedas weapon of intent

Stands

It is the regimentof fearthat standsat your borderwhen you ignorethe feelingthat keeps naggingthat there is

something wrong

Factual

It is onlywhen logical reasoncommitsto a factual degreedo you have reasonto smile

Care

Reasonable assumptionsmeanshandle with care

Never made

It is the written wordthat saved usfrom the cavesshould it bethe written wordthat saves your children from the movesyou never made

Mainly

A feelingis mainly pregnantnot always born

Mistake

Escapingfrom common logicis sometimes mistakenfor freedom

Those of us

It isthe silent screamsthat is what summons us those of uswho are leftthose of uswho are beginningto understand the words within our head

Change

Changing one's point of viewchanges one's lifeand makes one stand head held highnext to broken pride

Hard

Do your daysseem to get hardergoing through lifeachieving nothingas you convince yourselfyou're doing something

Free

Free rangevotingrelief’s the painof today’s mistakes

Need

Your addictionneeds youwithout youhabit cannot be free

Something

Look at metell mewhat do you seeis it somethingthat you wantis it something that you need

Look at me

tell me

do you believeif you wishto be youthen come with me

Know

You have to knowwhere you come fromto know where you been

Fears

Will there be a timewhen you hangyour fears out to dryand let the wind decide

Predict

How can you predictthe unpredictablejust about impossibleso how can you trustwhat you think is truewithout a little commonto show you the view

Tired

One more cup of coffeebefore you rest your headyour bones feel so tiredyour dead

The keys

Common senseis in the nut houseselfdelusionholds the keysbravery is misdirectedand with ignoranceyou breed

Retainer

To escapefrom the illusionof freedomone must understandthe concept of repressionregressionpollution of the sanea retainer on a realitythat’s designedto slowly close your brain

Not quite

Is it sympathythat you requirefrom the painthat you acquiredfor not quiteusing your head

Weary

Will the future everraise her weary headand invite the presentback into her bed

If

If you cannot besimulatedthen you will beregulatedor eliminatedby a justifiableminoritythat holdsthe psychological technology

Links

Would you utilizewhat you realizeto strengthen what you thinkcould you stopthe decaywithin your links

Echoes

The sound of reasonechoesin the darkwithin the shadowsof your broken heart

Try

Would you exceptwhat was meantand believethe intentof what other peopletryto do to your head

The light

It is the natureof the lightthat you attractto your lifethat brings upon the meaningwhy

Cannot

The future cannot lastthe way the present lives

We

We have to lightenthe darknessby turning it grey

Tenants

The intelligenceof the tenantsthat hold religionas truthwill bear witnessto the twistedthough the eyesof the youth

Stands alone

With a tattered flagon the shoresof your landfreedom stands alone

Lights

The highlightsof the twilightsare the grey lightsof your life

Hallways

Does doubt walkthe hallways of your thoughtsfollowing the footstepsof what logic records

Submit

Is it realisticto submitto the unobtainablewhere you seem to thinkyou control the linksthat can hold your wish

Your eyes

Is it the legacyof all your yesterdaysthat twistswithin your eyes

Refuses

We suffer the abuseof our subconsciousnessbecause our consciousrefuses to see

I must

Do you have periodsthat are transitionalwere multiple choicespredict nothing but chanceas you try to enhancea life of I must

Thrown

When you sense a thoughtbeginning to forma line will appearto decide what you fearbefore trustis thrown to the wolfs

You think

Come let us speakon the thoughtsthat you thinkas we walk the pathof what could be

Ignore

When you ignore

a factdoubt will attackand the truth will be lostto thosewhose only wishis to cross

Needs

Everybodyneedssomebodyand somebodiesneedeverybody

Take

The strategyof legitimacyis to take awayyour liberty’s

Feared

Being possessedis only the dark sideof humanity’s shadowwhere belief is feared

Frame

Cultureis just a differentframe of mind languageis just another wayof talking to the blind

To see

It is notendless ignorancethat you yearn forwhen you refuse to see

Judge

A trialis fast becomingjust a point of view

Without words

We all livein our own darknessand it is onlywhen we can speak without wordsdo we feel the Gray shadow of light

Olive tree

Could it bedeep within the geneticsof the olive treethey still remembera different gravity

Or

Circumstance dictateswhen you're lateor is it fate

Defy

There is light in the eyesof the ones who defythe ordersthat will destroythe reasons why

Race

Our race is a facethat cannot be replacedwhen freestyle geneticsbecomes the latest craze

Decimated

Common sensewas decimatedwhen propagandabecame educated

Control

Do you ever stop to thinkwithin the stagesthat you driftwhere there are times when you wishto control what you thinkand not be scaredof being awareof what you thoughtwas never there

Missed

Ignorance is blissif your conscioushas missedthe shadow of a dreamthat believed

Retain

Do you leave your viewsat the commercial lineof freedombut retain your rightto speakwhen you have nothingto say

Mentality

When you mix commercialswith realityyou have a peoplewith no mentalityjust a cardboard cut outsense of worthwith no possessionsit's hell on earth

Our pen

By our penwe can crown you by our penwe can make you weepby our penwe can reroute youand make you practicewhat you preach

Those who

Strange things happento those who believethat there is more to lifethen what they see

You wish

Is it not better to be brokenon the rocks of truththen live in this fantasythat you wish is true

First must

If you want to changeyour lifeyou must firstchange your mind

Words

Simple meaningstwistedwith words

Without you

You needs youyou are the only one who knows youwithout youyou cannot be

free

Leads

The road of shadows leads only to one placeshallow graves

Aware

How can you selectthe common sense that’s requiredif you're not awareof the thoughtsthat you alone hired

Tucked

Mutton dressed as lamb is now sliced dicednipped and tucked