Have you ever known
the truth behind the weaknesses
touched what you can't see
and lived to tell?

A truth fobidden with blood
mar the trust, break the strong
take what you can't live without
by force or guilt, whichever you so choose.

A never ending saga
hate the hated would you?
Scar whatever you can't steal
throw away the tattered bits of child that you once were.

Protect the innocent
with bars of iron
keep the faith in God
are you listening, oh holy one?

Slave away and waste your days
listening to oldtime blues
in between the thoughts and feeling
a nothingness you put on paper.

Blame in on your father
or on the way that you were raised
go to jail to prove a point,
corruption is your alibi.

Rebel, rebel, rebel
break the mold and be a "punk"
don't you get it?
What have you accomplished?

Take and give and sacrifice
the lord won't hear each crocodile tear
tear away the layers of self
reveal what you won't admit to.

05/25/2003

Posted on 05/26/2003
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