The erasure of my edge
My hardened outer shell
The tortoise without
the hare
Too aware of my surroundings
Disguised
They know that they can see something
But my costume blocks my scent
Spent is the fortune that they are convinced that I hold
A mighty bold conviction, I must say
I can barely pay my bills
All that I have with me is my will
Okay, maybe two..
But that is all here say
I pray to God, and that\'s all that I do
My big \"secret\"..
There it is!!!
All of the hocus-pocus is far worse than the lie
I ask to be able to see the truth behind the vapor
I get more than I bargained for just about every fucking time
The days of exploring the arts of old have come to a screeching halt
All of the esoteric knowledge and wisdom locked away in a vault with a
secret pass code
Forgotten
These idiots think that I am some maniacal wizard with vengeance on
my brain when it is only they who are evil and rotten
I m not hiding, and I never have been
Why hide from those weaker than you?
It is so funny how much they try to read into me
What you get is what you see
Now, go on and go stalk someone other than \"poor\"little me...
April 2011