Back in the beginning
Of the ending
Everything was small
But then my eyes were opened
To the vastness
Greatness of it all
Immovable weight made of my own sin
The people I’ll be
The people I’ve been
I looked into the maelstrom
Listened closely
This is what it said
Everyday you’re killing
Who you once were
Everyday you’re dead
Drowned by code dictating what I must do
All that I now know
All that I once knew
Tonight I’m surviving through struggle and strife
Tonight all the white and the shine and the bright
And I want to free my-
Self to live a life
Free of the dark night
I want to see the light
Shining onto me with might
Let’s burn this down
We ought to turn the lights on
Though the bright sun
Shines right through the glass
Mirrors shattered as I
Look into eyes
Present, future, past
What is the reason I must become me
Every moment feels like eternity
Tonight I’m arriving through struggle and strife
Tonight all the black and the shade and the night
And I want to be free
Who can I soon be
Is it really me
Why, must I always kill and die
See how the shards look around
(And sing along)
Though they claim that they’re sincere
I can see them laugh and jeer
I think it is quite clear
That the clowns
Never will be who I want us to be
Spiraling down into soliloquy
Eternal nights inspire frights and scream with glee
Doctor I will never be quite me
Tonight I’m surviving the struggle and strife
Tonight all the gray and abhorrent and trite
And I want to be like
You are full of life
I want to see my
Eyes
Looking back and into mine
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