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Truth Here's the insight to truth
in this day and age truth is a weapon
it is one of the most powerful
tools yet to be used.
The truth is real
personify it and see how you feel
standing tall, ready to take action
you ask "is that person real?"
truth isn't your demise
you're not a product
you are not the victim inside.
Get up and wipe your eyes-
blind in a world of lies, your truth
is the you that lives inside.
(An inner child), locked away to hide
abused at the scene
metaphors killed her inside-out
outside looking in:
"What is of this life?
Who can be a saint once they sin?
How can they be beautiful in a world of lies?
That's old money, rich bunny
pay to have a taste of the real honey-
tending to your needs
defending what you believe
a dynamic duo
creating power as a team..
Bullshit that's what they want you to belive!"
(Slammed doors, another one leaves)
It wasn't the intimidation of power
it was the truth you didn't want to see
still in your mind-
silence is peace but
you cry another scream
because you're alone inside and don't want to face your reality
and see, the fear that you hide behind, a coward to be free.
So you hide and play the victims game
don't try then complain..
seek and you shall find
but damnit, first you have to try!
Alone in that room
what will that do for you, locked inside,
no locks inside
you're vulnerable when you don't fly
Please tell me,
was it the truth when you said
"I just want to die."
But live it as you wish it,
do you want to stop with your cry
You get what you give it
doesn't matter if you fail when you try
Play the cards you've been dealt, it
teaches you how to play the game ALIVE.
Dealer is the revealer
watch as you start to obtain
the concealer will reveal her
when she's speaking raw on stage.
Were you ever really listening
when you heard her story
remember her strength
when she changed the game
took that role, rolled up and blew the pain away
a shot thru the barrel
deadshot, it was the pain that steadied her aim;
another gift in life- SHE made herself perserve each day.
Doesn't love herself? Can you hear the peace in the way
she speaks the truth- understand when she'd say
"THAT is why I am who I am Today!"
It wasn't that easy
those finger's weren't greasy, yet you bash
each one of them you see.
Remember those people you used to hate?
Burgouise, while you're poor- they made you that way?
When you chose not to even get up and
take on another day-
man, just take it for what it's made,
maybe then you'll love yourself for trying
and become a person who had to change,
knowing that's the difference between you
and the tv and "what's 'her name?"
It just takes truth in your actions,
to get to be the change.
You must know who lives within you
and stop fighting with them everyday
take responsibility for your life, feel
The Elements that make you that way- they
aren't just feelings that wont go away;
it's every piece to what brought you to a lucid day.
Living in which you believe is what get's you on stage
apacolyptic change, metaphors live dead
next to where your inner self was buried that day.
The Essence never left
you were meant to be saved
and find your purpose to live each day.
Another roll of the dice, now you wont have to think twice
about the truth when you have the chance to say
"I Made a Difference for ME, and now I have a story to tell
and say 'That is why I am Who I am Today!"
