Fate must be mistaken
Or conducted entirely by deception
Because the bravest thing is a dangerous confession
And a poor medium creates an unsecured love
Truth isn’t the property of an individual
The individual is the property of the truth
At first I neglected the duties of truth
And found it left me with unsatisfied desires
Coupled with violent emotions
But I decided to make a movement towards a larger influence of the worlds forces
I decided to build the foundation for civilization
There was creative force behind the project
I’m convinced the world creates confidence
A confidence that is utterly divorced from reality
And I figured Risk must be the production of enthusiasm
And ones enthusiasm constitutes what they view as reality
Though our elders try to penetrate the veil of confusion
Sooner or later they have to face the facts
It’s the intoxicating mentality of youth
And when one realizes motives are rarely honest
They will move on without fear
They will move on in the face of complete failure
Because the day I learned about the truth
it was the rapid departure of what sets my world ablaze
And created a forced betrayal to the truth I now know
Because being human I refused it
I’ve fallen in love with mutually supported dependence of one another
I’ve fallen in love with what I thought to be the purity of your attention
After all feeling is the language of one’s soul
One can hardly blame me
For having an eager appetite for all matters of mind and logic
Please leave constructive critisism.
