Paroled

I don’t know
What I want to be
I’m just sick of the bullshit
Can’t the world let go
It only sees
What it wants me to see
Showing no patience
When I refuse to know
They are all so blind
No longer feel
Always insisting
Ready to conceal

Don’t they see
They’re not bothering me
I stand at the curtain
Laughing at them all
I have seen
What once was just a dream
You’re all deluded
I have to let you go

© 2006, Mosquitobyte