Wednesday, May 6, 2009

A Shadow

Pick your friends and your lovers
The world says you need no others
But I’ve learned what the world won’t say:
Give them nothing and go your own way

You think they’re not what they appear
That they are deep down arduous and clear
That they can be trusted, even respected
That they’re different than what you expected

Try and be noble and you’ll only find
That the assumptions are right about their kind
They really are as shallow as they seem
Desperately they seek the ugly dream

Parading around in their costumes they lie
Lying with others they think they’re sly
Uncaring eyes look into yours and you know
They aren’t your friends, now it’s your turn to go

So I have become a shadow, stalking the light
I care not for them; my friends are in the night
I will dedicate myself to desolation
They will suffer under my endless ruination

For all their lies and false smiles
There will be nothing for me to reconcile
So learn it yourself or heed my words
All them people ain’t nothing but turds