Sin has claimed me with its stereotyped darkness.
Lies have yet to shame me with their falseness.
Light has shone on me and I did not flinch at its brightness
I only turned away in annoyance.
I dont need your help from my sin.
I dont need the reassuring grins.
My will is strong enough, but I do not wish to change.
I hurt, hurt, hurt but it will spread out across the range.
I can move on, see more deaths, more births, and more sickness.
My mind will not be phased by anothers weakness.
I will shed a tear or two, but what is that worth in the end
Whether you believe you will go to a greater beyond or 6 feet under I will not bend
Ill just turn away sometimes fantasizing about your existence.
Ill look in your eyes only to look to the side
The intensity of the human soul is too much of a ride
For my shamed eyes cannot help but look away
In fear that you might see me differently another day
While at the same time I dont care
Thats why I look back, to show that the competitions fair.
I close my eyes to block out the fear.