The Writer

It's your turn right now

Let me see your steps

Let me feel your hesitation

Nothing ventured, nothing gained

We know to reproach to yourself

All your reflections as an open secret

All your mistakes as a success

Your tears as the pitiful disport

Your decisions make us win

Follow the guide we gave you

Don't look upward, there's nothing above you

Your eyes aren't qualified

Your memory is your future

Can you remember your end?

We are your faith and your fear

We are your inspiration

And your overload

You're all equal

This is your reality, your veiled sight

You can never see, you can put the blame on us

You can put the blame on us

I see you try to grow with your scars

But you fail again and again

You can put the blame on us

This is what, this is what we expect

This makes your life, so much easier

Just close your eyes, follow blindly

In your deepest dreams, you can see us

In your lonely hours, you can feel us

In your lonely hours, you can feel us

Leave me alone, leave me alone

Leave me alone, leave me alone

This prison was built for you

You are not ready for the outside

Maybe you will never be

Maybe you will never see out

Nothing is more constant than change

So, why, why don't you change within?

The positions won't change

As long as you can see the point

Till then we will keep observing you sneering