Life imprisonment

Life imprisonment.

king,

deceiving seems like a small reach for me,

but i have no choice.

I've tried being real

I've tried neon me

everyone hates that person.

so i locked him up.

then i realized i didn't know what to do.

people saw the new person,

and to them it must have been like,

looking into the mirror.

I'm so ashamed.

but I'm so tired and scarred.

i don't want to be abused for my beliefs anymore.

so now you know what it feels like to conform.

to give in.

i can't say that I'm proud,

but i can say that I'm the weakest coward you'll ever meet.

you've probably read somewhere,

the testimony of myself unchained,

before i gave him this life sentence.

he was a great guy you know.

if you only exercised the strength to see past individuality,

or even better,

learn to respect it,

you and him would probably get along.

so much for dreams.