My reality is meant to be shared for me
Because I realize who I dare to be
A man to face the evils of my choices
More so willing to ignore the peoples voices
That I think I hear, letting it guide me to drink for years
To numb the pain of everyone else
Judging myself based on how everyone felt
I let them give me a new pair of shoes
Though I had an old soul, my point of view
Was terribly misinformed, a man similar to a woman scorned
It's pitiful stooping as low as doing rituals
Before bloodshed, prideful that my love is dead
Now I'm lost asking the same higher power
To save me from continuing to cower
Hiding behind the lust of taking a woman,s flower
Or a man's pride or a child's joy
Or standing by blasphemy, praying the bible destroyed
No wonder why I'm whom they avoid
I know no better, spiritually I'm a solo heckler
Out of disappointment and fear
Of being vulnerable and potentially the career
Of a great leader, teacher, or guide
Through unfamiliar terrain, yet the evils have me in chains
Going deaf, blind, and silent
Whenever it's witnessed, I'm just as guilty of violence
Having to take things as they are
Is like accepting how I think is way too far-fetched
Seeing the light has my heart stressed
Though the evils say that I'm not quite out of the dark yet