Never Forever Always

Outside they laugh but they don't see me

I am in a box

weathered by the ridicule

I search for kingdom lost

blessed I guess with the curse of stance

steadfast tried and true

return to words of big nothing,

created by you, for me

so cruelly slain by a traitors trust

weeping turns to fire

a tortured spirit cannot rest so burn higher

these actions defined as progression of self

I still call selling out

I noticed that suit doesn't fit you

try on doubt

for me never forever always

yours was just as faint impression left

or what I call acceptable loss

the blurring motives just smell like regret to me

never true forever frail and always false

take your turn at the common place

where falling off is now the trend

you try so hard to avoid the cliche now.