Staring at this shadow
an image I'll forget
It cloaks itself into many forms in
every person I've met
It finds it's home in everyone who stands alone
Let's destroy our distractions and abolish our routines
I embrace the way I feel as it makes me feel real again
It's an uncertainty that to carry on
my blood will have to be spilled
and roll down the hills
A pound of flesh is taken
my freedom forsaken just
so it is known that I'm not in control
I know that sometimes we make mistakes
and it feels like a surge of hate
I'm what time and circumstance have made me
and I can't cope with my anxiety anymore