Blantantly Obvious Subliminal Messages
Fate or coincidence
as if we have a choice
constantly at odd
with those who share
a difference in their voice
as if we could change the world
so pretentious for us to concieve
as if only a single soul
still in me would believe
Fake or conciousness
a notion to betrothed
as if you betterment
was for me to love and loathe
everything in place the explanation
was there was a grand design for that
or just a repetition of certain circumstances
and leave no chance to reason
Break the code
or break the mode
broken cycles, growing old
fading voices go being unknown
but my choice is mine alone
take the hand of a higher power
or take a thermo nuclear shower
submit or be done with
tossed out like the waste
just a tiny hint of power
leaves a certain taste
corruption is only almost certain
free will still relates
to the points so poignant
they are pinpointed mistakes
not yet made
Premeditated, so there goes destiny
as if a higher power
has the power to contain me
as if a higher consious is out there
for me to have
thats the only certainty I know
almost for sure why I push back
the unknown is out there
driving all so called life
for you so call everything
must come easy for you
like butter to the knife
and you wonder why your drowning
and cannot break the surface
look deep inside your mirror
into the fate you may be worthless, coincidentally
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2012
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