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Don't look at their Anguish and simply stare without caring

You look at the pain of those around you with such an apathetic stare
So as this world lingers in an ever continuing loop of anguish and despair
I have to ask you this question before my mind lets it get away
How can you not care when you look at the pain of each day?

The Natural of this world is not the choices of man
It is a concept that is unable for the youngest to comprehend
We are not trees that grow and die at father time’s whim
Nor are we salt waters that can be moved by currents or the wind

In each of us we carry the knowledge of right and wrong,
We are stripped of the excuse that goes with nature and  the wild.
For we know to put the cookie behind our back even when we are a child
No one should believe such fallacy that gives blame to our instincts.


Have we not more conscience then that of a storm?
Or more heart than that of a vulture?
Perhaps it is your way of giving in as if we couldn’t control who we are
Let’s pretend we are predestined as the role of villian or hero

You tend to forget the one thing that brings us into sin
It is foolish to live life as though we are simply born to die from within
Don’t you know we are not the natural of this world?

We have more voice then any bird that will chirp outside your window seal.
We have more choice then any rushing winds ever will!
For we not born to be like this earth,
Even if there is pain and hatred from the moment of birth


I know in my heart where I stand in this place
What you believe I can plainly see on your cold and dead face
But as for me I know what is right and I sure as hell know what is wrong
For Consensus will never make any belief in this society a fact
And a majority is I irrelevant no matter how long it’s been going on.


Don’t walk away from tears as if they are as careless as rain
For I know for a fact that we all have felt pain
Leave the natural aside for one moment each day
And I think you will regret each time that you  walk away…

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late night,went to play volleyball you know random things spur inspiration. This time it was swimming...

I was just thinking,kind of draftish

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