trapped in a dream. screaming for an escape. the colors of fear are dreadful, haunting my vision. bland to the eyes and heavy to the heart. conformity. a daunting thought. and your sound, oh conformity... repulsive and and enticing. i desire to be a part of you, i detest the thought of you.
easily i fall, hard though i fight. stuck in side of me inside out. no words to fully allow you to comprehend my dreaming. my fearing, my screaming. a warning to us all... a warning to me. its time to fight. take your breaths guarded, one arm holding the weapon, the other doing the work. how u terrorize me conformity. conformity.
i am too prideful to join you, to self hating to not. what is connecting and what is conforming.
conformity you're all i see
conformity you're not for me.
and yet the walk i walk is so familiar to yours... thats why i run. i run i run i run. i cannot stand still or you will catch me. only in the fathers arms can i rest. so i run i run i run.
... not just writing to her own beat, but that of the Master.
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