No man plays
A sarcastic game of reality
Is only what we perceive
What we see and hear
It’s ours for the millennium
Where are we going to be when the judges don’t see?
Hazy shades beyond curiosity
Might cost me…
Might kill us
Different perceptions of the way things are supposed to be.
So many sides to the same story
How can we deny the morals within our own sanction of trust?
Crossing domestic dimensions
Cures the fighter In me inside.
A baby cries inside
No need to tell me why I have a story too.