Behind Their Windows
by Facedown· from Blinded by Delusions
Unexpecting of rewards for my actions
This comes only from my heart
No pre-conceived notions of recognition
No worthless attempts blinded by delusion
Behind their windows you're fake
How can you smile
Your living for somone else
Over looking everything you do
While you try and meet these ideals
I live for myself, on my own
I decide what's right, on my own
Abondoning my ego, and prejudice aside
These false terms of discipline
Are what dictates your hatred
Seething, Persecutions
Stripping us of freedom
No rewards for my actions
This comes from my heart