While hating ourselves
We loathe cowards
And make love to complacency
Our strongest words
Inevitably, to preserve the status quo
The one we dont want
But we have our built in rules
Slowly robbing us of air
Hugging our beloved garrote
While the dearest dreams
The ones that make our souls sing
These are relegated
To burned journals
Drunken babble
Dark fantasies, car singing
And subtweets
We comfort ourselves
By pointing the finger the other way
But that crooked digit curls right back
Back at us, in our faces
And for some
With sight
Those who can't look away
From their own lies
Or from yours
Even if they wanted to
For these, the walk is changed indeed
Always remember
Every action has ripples of effect
Including indecision
Courage doesn't always look
As you might presume
Only the warrior will recognize another warrior
Sometimes you'll walk alone in this life
Even when you're surrounded
Your soul always knows what is true
Regardless of the layers of delusion
And justification we build around it.
There really isn't any running away
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