The Stranger's Serenade

And the song goes on,
playing the beat that a mind and soul can follow
creating a heart that's not too shallow
the song feels and breathes like the skin everyone will see
but that skin hides the Stranger we all want to be
some deep inside, tucked away
saved for those times,
I don't know what to say
but like the full moon, now and again
the Stranger says hello, to see what's happenin'
usually he's gone as soon as he comes
but sometimes he'll stay and ruin my fun
and once he's gone and decides to leave
the things he's done, I can't believe
and as summer is winter's love affair
my Stranger's heart is mine to share
I own him and he controls me
it's give and take, but I'm sick of it
I want to live my life day to day
my own way
But, the Stranger's pull can be too much to handle
That's when I'll need my friends to help,
and pull me from the hands of hate
hate is what fuels the stranger
same as the sun warms the earth
that's when the Stranger returns
and i can't help but hurt
but hurt becomes hate, and hate becomes him
and he controls me, and makes me love sin
because is the passion of hate and frustration
sin is the foremost feeling for compensation
but now I'm only confused on what I should do
and as I begin to enter fates eternal tollbooth
I know this confusion is just my heart hiding my truth
a tug of war to end it all
will it be my heart or souls turn to fall
the everlasting battle within
like the fool I am, the Stranger wins, and won again
but for the last time at hand
My mind and my body decide to take a stand
Through these words I write, and thoughts I think
the Stranger is done and on the brink
of insanity, no, but depression, yes,
so he'll take a seat at the table of shame
where there lies defeat
but he's not alone, down with him went my hate
because in my storm of morals,
hate and he, the Stranger, have no place
and when hate and the Stranger think they've won
I'll laugh and say "your losing streak has just begun"
because now is the time, and change is due
and change is just my chance at something new
and without those two, my life finally has meaning
and the world truly seems less deceiving
with people like you and people like us
the world won't be so disastrous
we can shape this world with our thoughts and our words
to a better place that's not so absurd
but not until we all face the stranger we try and hide
because in them is the key, tied deep inside
the key to the door
that can make us die
or survive.