Dense-cision...
Dense-cision ...
Defiant to the grind
I let loose inhibition & release the depths of my mind
Visually a blur, I walk with pride to a battle unsure
Desperate never a word that crosses my heart
I hold steady, ready to tear anything in my way apart
Burdened with meanings left by the best
I stay focused to take on the rest
What's left is trash to me, nothing more than shells filled with doubt
If words aren't enough, let my actions show what I'm truly about
Subtle is a choice, though ready I am hand & fist to express my voice
Let us find again, that point when people were to be not themselves, but more considerate, shed the self-centered that takes hold
Let one be themselves beyond sight with materials & still adapt, be bold
One more chance to be what has so sadly been forgotten
Let this bliss fillevery space to be missed in this time so rotten
Till then, my back like my mentality shall not bend
Until the last friend, till the very end
---Thanks for reading---
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