proped by the element of life
i boast my seat and oversee millions
millions of reasons that fight for stance
millions of decisions that shake common ground
im proped in shadows that only detail
that words to me have lost meanin
i see no expression in beauty
only how it hurts those that it hasn't found
an unfortuante freedom
that doesn't dance in the moon lite
just a cold stare with mischeif mishaps
histories wittness same episodes plotted too
stand sum what confused
and now so cold
taking root to the earth feedin off its wisdom
grow uncompared in desert surroundings
my life is hollowed only left as a shell
a shell with sole purpose to intrap the chaos
graced by determenation
stayed loyal even when punshments bled hatred
hopin for my heart could grace another
only to understand misery does seek company
yet i stand so cold and so alone
my breathe is seen as smoke in the cold air
only to do nuttin but dissappear