Now Here's the Truth.
My heart accidentally stops when i forget to breathe,
It helps me feel cold but sure,
And sure i am when you cant handle the lashes you receive.
Mental circles and insecurities have no cure.
Working only to fulfil habit, you fail,
And i handle my mania so nervously,
Mental caution tape from tries that turned so stale.
An you rolled the yellow tape out purposely.
Now here's the truth.
The truth can set you free,
Life can make you fly so high in the sky,
But don't forget to keep flapping, if you fall you die.
Being humbled and determined is key.
Doing everything plus more takes practice,
Just when you think you might have it the screen turns to static,
And being me, a manic, i panic.
So i sit here planning and replacing my tactic.
But this is what they don't teach.
Teachers don't teach you that others will put their feet on your soul,
Old hearted fragments on the bottom of their soles,
Do they care?, no , they cant care,
That would make them give back the lives they stole.
So they just look at you, with empty eyes and a cold stare.
And just when everyone leaves you alone, your old .
And the life they took is replaced with coal.
And the place where your heart was is now a hole.
The truth isn't always fair.
Copyright © Monte Banner | Year Posted 2009
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