So, here I’ve been
Choking madly on hilarity, and its all thanks to you,
A perfect mockery of your own ideals
In your lust for everything else,
It seems you’ve lost yourself
For what will it profit a man who gains the world,
But looses his soul?
Yet, those eyes do look familiar
I think I saw my life through them, once
Think not for what is but for what could be
Must we fear sleep but for the dreams that shame our reality?
This is man’s masochism; the perversion of self-butchery
Here lay his soul, plagued with false identities,
Seeking to become all it meets
Every attempt to demonize another
Guises the effort to victimize ourselves
But, take an honest look in the mirror
There’s only room for one or the other
So, please take the time to distinguish your face
And so, be the first to put yourself in place
Dirt out of fingernails, blood off our hands
Expect of ourselves what of the world we demand
The eyes staring back are where change can begin
And, the struggle for self must be fought from within
Author notes
Its not dead till I kill it and put it to music, so feedback would be good. It will change before it becomes lyrics to a song anyway
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This seems like it would make a great song! I enjoyed reading this, good luck with making it into a song!
Blessed Be,
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thanks a lot
and my favorite part is turning it into music :]
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I like it
It is a bit angry but has the mirror for the offender offered...I like it but a little revision could bring it to a good composition. The anger is wrapped with a helping point for the offensive party. If all people that are into offending or masochism would look at how they come across to others maybe they would think twice, hopefully.
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thanks. anger is not a problem, i write for a metalcore band ; )
but the piece itself is more about identity than anger
thanks for the feedback
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I enjoyed it in a slightly uncomfortable way.If that makes any sense?
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haha that's probably a perfect reaction to this piece ; )
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