Vortex

Vortex

Life twists and stretches you in each and every direction

We change our masquerade as we form each and every connection

Does anybody really accept us for who we truly are?

It seems like those people come few and far

The highly anointed and the newly enlightened are usually the worst

They stalk around where the ideas differ to quench their thirst

No matter how much they argue with others they never learn

That with that condescending nature they’ll cause nothing but scorn

Unless you abide with their standards they believe you’ll never be right

Because each fledgling of diversity causes them fright

You have to abide by the standards but also be extraordinary

That’s like telling two eagles to give birth to a canary

Each and every one has crafted their own sanctuary

But the thought of anyone entering seems quite scary

For you believe if anybody knew the real you they just might smirk

So you keep that piece of you locked up so it’s never hurt

So each time you look in the mirror it causes you nothing but pain

Because all that piece wants is sunshine but it gets nothing but rain

So now you get stuck in a battle of who you are and wish to be

But for some they began to question, “Why am I warring with me”

They gave their true self the key and let them be free

Because they had hope they would find those of limited quantity

Who would provide acceptance for who they were and could be

Instead of being the person that fuels their doubt and that clips their wings

How about you study on how to equip them to be a bird that soars and sings