Stage 2

[mrluke]

Can he endure the past reassuring that the time spent was
enhanced, careless memories
Now the eye lies flat
Inside peeks a soul
waiting for life that has escaped

Stuck in the first stage
caught behind teenage youth
feeding directory to him
Im pathetic to where there's no rhyme

I know that im cut
I know that im a so what
Ya! Ya! I dont care
I Dont care
dont care

Is there a blanket covering his lens
He takes the suffering, he takes the suffering
Lacks the conscience
avoidable by drowning sorrows on paper

Fit me with a voice that can stand
all the pressures of internal angst
Towel placed upon ignorant, fraudent fakes
Let me show it to you now
Let me show it to you now