Shame

Obsession lingers on a private island , somewhere between hell and paradise And those of us who stand in solitude in the day time Are all too aware that we are alone when we are lying awake at night Some people see sunshine, some claim to see miracles I just see me and sunsets and the angel and demon that sit on my shoulder Just to remind kindness is a background noise where I was born My phantom side has painted words all over the walls inside of my head And the only ones I can read Are emotions stated politically obsolete I'll never understand the morals and opinions of people and the general society We protest by standing naked in the rain Screaming about being socially accepted and how we have no faith in God anymore Then there are the cowards who stay crouched in the corner Tracing comforting lies in the dust on the floor I just try to find a place to fade into the background with my pen Where no one can see me putting my head down in shame As I write the ballads of this hopeless thing I call humanity