the choice of failing 
you have become quite acustomed to
Silence holds no boundry for you to break
no strength in these walls for you to gather
so hollow and insecure

all around you has become one
yet you still remain holding on
to something free of lingual confinement. defiant. 
free of all that is known, 
becoming recollected in our minds

whatamiiiiii to do with you? 
barred by you inhibitions 
a will broken before the pierce of choice

know change. be all. be nothing.
on cut and colding feeling faded, 
teaching fools who simply cannot adjust.
adapt. your life, wasting. 
chasing a simple white lie.

what am i to do with you? 
deteriorating truth
to avoid all conflict, you are not a silent voice
what am i to do with you? 
barred by you inhibitions 
a will broken before the pierce of choice
what am i to do with you?

realizing what cannot be held in sweet silence
become the fortress of noble nothings
cracking whips and holding minds
stranger, you are but a vitcim of the times