Gave me this tarnished crown of life.
Or instead of complaining I should u understand by looking deeper.
I sense things to write about code behind operations.
Have I been lying to myself claiming I don’t know what to do next?
I should put this crown back on then listen to the silence take over.
Stop talking myself down and use my keys.
Instead of swearing I’ll never leave author of excuses.
You know I’m battling ignorance inside and outside
Killers of chances to advance manipulation in every corner it’s their stand
It’s hard to recover but enough effort can uncover land mines placed liberally
Attacks on the mind recorded digitally
City seen as the problem this crown seems like a joke until youlook through
A better set of lenses made by yourself with instructions from critical thinking
Some days it feels like the whole world is sinking remember the mission isn’t survival
It’s find a peaceful solution on Hell’s roads.