Presets

Tasted flavors of regret

Paid for all my past preset

Countless hours that I cried

Stigmatized but still a child

And then it followed me out and marked my way

It tried to cover me now – this was my fate

And though it killed me inside and fossilized

But how can it legitimize to judge my life?

Why – why does it overshadow lights I have in me?

Why – why does it soil the way I feel?

Why – why can it testify the words I did not speak?

Why …

So while I figured it out, started to see

What many people somehow, they saw in me

And though I live with it now – from day to day

Still taste the flavors of how it preset my way … discriminates …

Swim inside my room and fix the walls

Turn my thoughts, my thoughts they turn it all

Lack a joint of confidence – booze the pills of ignorance

Feel I’m microscopically small

Drown inside my lit aquarium

Watched by scientists and so alone

Alice in a wonderland – silly-billy different

In a world of fake and silicone

Open your eyes to find it’s right not wrong and the flavors left no trace

Open your eyes and find the rain is gone and the presets wiped away

Open your eyes to leave the wonderland – it’s not your future just your past

Open your eyes and gain the confidence because the confidence will last

Linger in a sort of big balloon

Try to throw the words in cotton wool

Voices that can’t penetrate – syllables you’ll suffocate

Endless linguistic interludes

Leave your sea – unique you are

Strong not weak and near, not far