AND YET I RUN WITH THE WOLVES

I could never be what you truly see

or how you want me to be

I can’t even see

I am not your projections morphed in 3

I am not your holy trinity

I have always tried to tell you I belong to none The spirit is within me

clinks of the links of what would of held us together

indefinitely forever

I can’t get anywhere good

I can’t get anywhere far

The noise is too loud I already stand out

when these shackles break

clinks release from the restaint

they’ll say i’m fake

and I

want fate to accept me

not neglect me

Some things you can’t take when you travel through the woods

Your feebleness would set the wolves off

Im supposed to be off running with them not tied to you

I hope they make a sound so loud no one within the state could tune out

when I breakthrough

even if it something of silence

I will know where to move to

This seperation will vibrate off me and you

and

undo erase

what would have been passed

given down from you to me

to those ones coming through to undo

Will you try and tie me back when I undo

try to get me to look back with “I never loved you”

or

“this is why you never finished school”

we all have choices to make

I run with the wolves

“I’ll take your mic”

“I have my voice”

“I’ll lock your door, I have no choice”

oh -what will you be when you leave me

I run with the wolves.

swim to the bottom of the ocean sit still within myself and become the live potion

graze with the calves

log roll down the hills

I know life has peaks and lows to it’s hills

sadly..

You do not see what I see

We were linked to the same place

yet not experiencing the same space

we all have choices to make, chaos that will take place

And I run with the wolves

swing from trees

I have a funny way of always landing on me feet and if I were to fall of my back

well

I was supposed to do that.