There is a force field around me

There is a grip on my thoughts

There’s a chain holding my actions

and my self-awareness lost

It’s the sheep that keep me quiet

The loneliness that keeps me tied

Want so bad to escape it

but habits stay on the ride

Fitting-in is my burden

It’d mean retreat if I let go

Alone I would be hurting

But here I am never home

My purpose to feel good

to stay far from the pain

The american dream approaches

To stay as everyone, insane.

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I may look different on the outside

(hair and face)

But, under the mask is my purpose

where the feelings run the game

The only way to break

this force field tying me down

is to replace my motive: emotions

to learning the truth that floats around

A passion for reality

A care for what’s clear

Perspective fucks assumptions

Black & White isn’t near

Gray is all around us

So, dive deep, see what’s true

Everything is changing

Good luck feeling it through