I create my own
I no longer revolve around your resentment
I can smell the hatred behind your tearing sneer
I am no longer threatened by this judgment throne
Lies, dead, stagnant, change, forgetting one more day
I could really care less about your lame confinement
My ego's not worth saving when true change is not met
Forgetting one last day, I can't understand
But I feel this rage is spreading on inside me
You tread on me like you have before
My body is broke
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