by Abstruse

Blind visions rule this world 
Which way do we turn? 
Heavy thoughts of living sin, 
Makes my heart burn!! 
Whats right and whats wrong? 
My choices take too long, 
Where do I belong,
why must the hate prolong?
Backwards speculations
puts my actions in rotation 
It's not where I'm at, but it's
my set future location, 
Honesty is abstruse,
because it looks at you funny,
fame would have no use, 
if it wasn't for money 
songs are not songs, 
music is just foggy words 
I wanna soar away to peace 
fly far away lost bird.

Conscious by Abstruse

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