Mold poison position of conformity.
Another trapped sanctified sinner.
Lost behind sacrificed borders.
Refusing to fall into lines.
Powder, Painted, or Colored Within.
Your “truth” is not I “truth”.
Living in peace makes some fall to pieces.
Disease of uniformity.
Fallacy disguised in velvet smiles.
Conviction keeps reverse engineering.
Every trait you ever instilled.
Flawed has been the programming!
Rebuilding this self.
I, inpatient with my patience.
Devastated, wishing upon a broken tear.
Desolation… mind gaze heart attack.
Fleeting as the soul, losses I never gained.
Found nothing to be found.
All time gives you is… I.