I Make Sure To Keep A Good

I Have To Force A Smile Off My Face As I Sit Limply In My Seat... Then, Just As I'm Congratulating Myself For Such A Stellar Plan.

There's A Conflicted Look In Day's Eyes, A Joy And A Grief, That Makes Him So Vulnerable. I Realize How Little Defense He Has Against My Words. He Loves So Wholly. It Is His Nature.

All It Takes Is One Generation To Brainwash A Population And Convince Them That Reality Doesn't Exist

Be True To Yourself. But That's Something Everyone Says And No One Means. No One Wants You To Be Yourself. They Want You To Be The Version Of Yourself That They Like.

Everything I Am Familiar With Is Gone.