the diary of a mad man

The diary of a mad man

I hear my voice of reason, telling me how to act
He says he is only trying to make an impact
He tries to tell me it’s for the best
But it is not his, it’s my quest

I want him to listen to me
But he keeps on trying to disagree
It will soon be the end of his cold bitter life
It will be his last strife

Oh this creature makes my life a bother
Why won’t he leave to annoy another
Hey wants me to let him in
But he shall never win

I will get inside his head
Make his life be full of dread
Then I will wait until he gets on his knees to cry
And then, wait until he begs to die

I will fight

He will be consumed with fright

Unmasked

unmasked

unmasked it seems to be

it flew across my face my hopes, my dreams

men behind me they stare surprised

they can't believe whats before their eyes

the lady, she seems, stares in awe

acting as if she broke the law

amazed, it seems, that it was her

but before all of this it was all a blur

i cover myself in the background, achieving what she never did

she tried to acquire the win but we, we forbid

she wanted to fulfill her destiny

but it was us she didn't see

unmasked, discovered, apparent, bare

this must all be a nightmare

the dreaded unprefected tasked

only because i was simply unmasked