Slight Cerebral Cuts

[celticvampyre]

The more comfortable I get
The more isolation grows
and as I reflect myself,
often as a hammer
This gives rise to more confidence.
But I fear I'm not being a
loving participant of the game
Then I remember fate and think:
"Well, they can fuck me up
and I'll be myself, even if
I'm breifly excommunicated."
Inside my thought tower and
somewhat in theirs,
It's a strain because of circumstance
I wanna change that
And very soon, I'll draft my declaration
of Independence.

Sincerely,
Carlos