There is a point in life where what has happened is lost to what we have since become. |
-Play Pretend- by Keaton Foster Play pretend I can’t defend Who I am What I’ve done Why Under God’s sun I am doomed So be it I’ll continue on Screaming my song To anyone who’ll listen Doing my Self-defined part Maybe I’m wrong Always have been Maybe what I should be doing Is not this Maybe the tragedy Of my lifecycle Was not meant To be aired Silence golden Play pretend Question Over and again Stand upon no fence Rise against no line Be as neutral As an my inability to feel Allows me to be Lean in favor of no one Most of all myself Point to God Swear no allegiance Until he answers What must be asked Be prepared to never know And pay for the sin of questioning When obedience was required Fear not the reaper Fear only his blade The method and the time A purpose so enshrined I’ll be ready Because I always have been Play pretend Madness diagnosed Insanity prognosticated Few apples fall far From a rotten tree All that I once knew Has since left me All that is true is gone There are only lies Wisdom wound into tales There are only stories Allegorical lobotomies Self-inflicted Never to be rescinded Play pretend Because it’s all I have All that I understand There can be nothing less Until There is nothing left… Play Pretend Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015. |