Bastard Eyes

I once fell out of realty
Got caught up in everything but sobriety
Stretched so thin I thought I would break
Took it to levels I didnt know I could take
But in my mind I tried to find a better way to unwind
Rewind the time and twine signs of all the things I didnt know yet
Better yet regret the things I would never object
But still I would inject the poison which destroyed the minds of so many
Im glad to be alive and still have friends if any
Truth be told
I was never sold
That I'd grow old
Rise from the cold
Not sell my own soul
But you never realize when your hypnotized and mesmorized by something which will never scrutinize but tells lies directly to your face
that you are the epitome of falling from grace and thats why your mother cant look at your face
In a mirror image of yourself its broken fragments of what you could have been...benevolent and been evident that you dont even recognize yourself disguised until you see it with your own eyes, and by then its too late, you've lost your fate, lost your weight, and no you cant be saved by faith...youre stuck in this state which you cant erase or race back in time to try to realign the things you did when you were fucked up and blind
But there is a side to this story which isnt all that bad
its when you realize you are the reason you are so sad
that there isnt something or someone who needs to be blamed
that you are the only one who needs to be shamed
If you can see this and still insist to resist
in the midst of that moment you'll never exist
but be a figment of your own trajic imagination
where youve shown up late to your own emancipation
from all the things which plague your mind
from all the things which stole your time
from people who assist with your demise
from people who never looked into your eyes
Learn to compromise and organize
repent and moralize
and thats just when you will find
you were born  bastardized