Static runs through my less-than-appreciated veins
Antennas show no clarity tonight
I wish for nothing more than you to see me under a chandelier
Glowing with vivid colors, a frame so desirable
No matter my aspirations, I will always remain stagnant.
Why must the earnest be left behind?
Yellow hues leak through an honest alibi
A tint of gold that could never be replicated
This is too believable to not convince the misshapen
A distorted lie for the distorted
Painful comfort will spread its wings
I step under the moonlight, with a thread of fear
Constantly contradicting a glimmer of satisfaction
An eagle could make an appearance without a shred of acknowledgment
Sadly, all appreciation is tucked away
But you and me make something much more demanding
A manifestation derived from close to nothing
Paths will be chosen and lines will be drawn
It’s up to us to form our own diagram
I for one believe in unity
But you remain a conclusion that’s far from being revealed.
Now, that's just what i think.
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