Who are they when I'm not there
What do they do with their time
The snide remarks of slithered tongue
The poison of the ego and status
Would you see if the parts were whole
Would it be clear to you the sum
Are any of you going to soar
Are any of you ever to know it
My soul is under new management
My life, so brutally controlled
Puppet thoughts, someone else censors me
Telling me that I feel fine
There's nothing to fear or worry about
I haven't crossed that line yet
Enveloped by someone else's wants and needs
Belittled by a darker soul
Freedom trapped in a cage of white lies and worse
Performing for an ill mannered clown
Under my calm surface a volcano erupts
Pouring volumes of rage into an simple minded world
My sight is dappled with darkening wings
Tunnel vision replacing my dreams
Wallow in pity
Drown in the pain
Wash off the ego
Sore pride remains
Swear on the vengeance
Vow to set straight
All the transgressions
All of these must change