Unswayed
I choose my path tonight,
In search of middle ground,
Between vice and virtue,
Not easily found...
Surrounded by this wake, I stand,
In a sea of fake, in search of land,
Pushing forward as far as I can,
But with each step, sinking deeper into sand...
So this is to the shadow that walks in my stead,
To the devils and the demons that drift in my head...
I will not be intimidated, never be eliminated,
By an abrasive body there to be discriminative,
Always underestimated, understated and underrated,
But under everything my fate cannot be weighted,
I am ready to be vindicated,
By this cave that has been made,
Cause this shade creates a shadow,
In its attempt to masquerade,
An allusion of a solutions,
In order to dismay and dissuade,
So pull me out of this hole,
I will not stand afraid,
Cause my shell may be unsteady,
But my soul to this day,
Has always stayed,
And remained,
Unswayed
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Ian Sylvester
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