Philosophy vs Fantasy
I am perceived as beautiful in the minds of omnipotent intelligence
In telling this my words redefine gravity and I casually question the philosophy of beauty
We have become accustomed to commercialized voodoo
Loving the idea of immense control
Stabbing pins into hearts hoping not to go through the same thing
Not realizing we have obtained instantaneous failure
And yet we still choose to sing our own praises
Hallucinations take over our minds with different faces
Let’s face it This façade we put on makes us racist
because we hate the black and white canvas set before us
Laid plain and simple But we still disrespect our mothers who bore us
and we bored because our fantasy will not become reality