Here I sit and watch the world go by,
knowing only spoken truths and unspoken lies.
I once again draw inward to find peace in solitude.
My mind is an emotional battleground.
Fitfully I force my lonelyness, despise and contempt for the world to the pit of my stomach.
where they eat a away like termites at my life.
Outside, the world is fighting to keep peace, but was there ever peace to begin with?
Inside, my world is fighting to keep my emotions from tearing me apart.
All I ever have are caustic dreams and acid realities.
Pain, fear, contempt, peace, love, compassion.
Six words that constantly have a cruel game of tug-of-war in my head.
People say you must be sterotyped in the propper clique to fit in.
I have never, will never go with the grain of society,
Be brainwashed in to being another sheep of the world.
I am alone, friendless and helpless.
I am lost help me find myself.
Tomrrow it will all be the same.
But i will have three things to comfort me.
Caustic dreams, acid realities
and the painful realization that i am alone in the world.