i
’m finding it hard to defend my actions
while i’m still packing this .45
keeping me alive with a challenge pride
in spite of my conscience having already
DIED
inside my demons are Screaming CORRUPTION!
because they invaded my body without a prenuptial
making it harder to release them
while we’re still existing in this virtual prison
of wrong decisions, deceptive visions, menacing living
with death wishes, seeking attention to stay in contention
of being the one who’s best ready for prison
can’t be too cordial, might be labeled a Christian
i just want a conviction, can’t you see my potential?
don’t look so alarming, i’m no one’s prince charming
i’ve enlisted in this army, because i’m seen as not normal
capable of harming you without a minutes warning
as i help perpetuate your perceptions
leaving you with even more questions
like registered weapons, just who are we helping?
at least enough to keep stopping
your jaws from just
d
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p
p
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n
g
like the reaction from a child when he’s first adopted
improper protocol like alcohol disrupts the balance
no need to pay for silence because with no guidance
i’m reckless, testing only my resistance
in convincing my brain
that even though i go against the grain
i carry no shame
because i distribute the blame
