For, life has ne'er been A facile attempt at nil; Tasting freedom signified The willingness to work for it And to endure its consequences. So, heave and swim; Reach the seductive shoreline-- Crawl, if you have to; For, only then, can you even Be proud of yourself.
For so long was I blinded by misery; Yet, you opened my weeping eyes To beauteous, coruscating poetry. For, within my easy, lazy reach Was the wish of many a tearful soul. The love, I was loathed to perceive-- Here, it was, inveigling to be deemed.
I'd rather sink in your lies, exalting the calloused world you wanted us to see; only to leave you drowning in your own stale truths, for love, my faith ain't yoked by your version of true lies.
One more time I'd embraced the lie Like how I said I admired the starless sky... But who's I am deceiving? Isn't my own heart and mind? Maybe I should now tap Myself to stop, It'll only hurt at first But in time I'll Get use to it.