Reborn

I fear, but what exactly I don't know.
I think, but nothing to clearly.
I see, but something is missing.
The world passes by, but everything seems to be awry.
I wonder if only in my eyes
Does this trouble seem to exist,
Or is this fate's cruel twist?
On a Thursday I died and on a Monday I was reborn,
I hope this life last longer than the first and is filled with more happiness than the last.
I once prayed to an almighty
Each and every night,
But now I work for love rather than ask for it by the father's light.
Vice and virtue are all the same to me now,
It's just a matter of living, not how.

Acting

Standing in a forest I found myself in eden,

Wearing rags and carrying no possessions.

The more I thought the less I sought,

And found it rather freeing.

A mask I now wear,

For I have lost to conformity.

These fiends smile and toast to their victory,

But I shall have my day.

As crazy as the path may seem,

It is mine to bear.

Life was never to be understood

So why try to understand it?

These eyes have seen what conformity can do,

And I am not about to roll over for you.

The stage is set,

And the curtains have been drawn.

My role awaits me,

So grab a seat and watch what wonders I shall meet.