Realization Being Alright

I finally get it It was never for me to reach you Touch you Have a clue why not you To close to unbearable to believe Too much too much grief Too much anxiety stimulating me Heart beat please Stop please Leave Was the antidote I need To separate myself will cause me to see You do not desire to change not even the station Patience was there but was never aching Type horrible faces Tracing lines wrinkling paper Now stating even Satan had a role to play Greatly Hidden behind slick snakes mistaking Masks cracked passed fake denominations Critically crime passion nations This is how babies making babies topped chart stations A cross crossed out and swept under the rug Dirt can hide but mud causes slip us Why us Why you Why me Dedication truth to a state of mind to see That everyone is never meant to be But to see held down captivity Released Gone Given a second chance Where will it end? Where will you stand?