LucarioShwarz

Dear falsehoods in my head,    skeptical fear and and unnecessary dread I write to you a reminder to wake up, and be what you mean:    Soiled like every blemish    and bled like ink on a canvas    We are human, so we are always left incomplete    is that why we turn to the pages    that tell us how to live    in this world there is always a reason to wash rinse repeat.    You shouldn't need to be told what is right    because even if it's all grey we all lean left or right and refuse to give another their say but our choices are not always black or white We refuse to learn, and turn opposition away    it's always ther