There ever times when you sit and you contemplate
The ever ending drama that seems to be fate/
Thoughts that seem dumbfounded, really could be true/
The conspiracies and proclaimations of a hidden yet powerful crew/
Some cement there wonders, focusing only on there REAL lives/
Working constantly, yet wont be late for meal time/
ive been there, i am there, i cant stand this boring life/
Yet everytime i ponder new, i get built up with strife/
This...immaculate, we'll say, type of life is strictly hidden/
Thats why everytime i try to reach its gates, i get ripped away, thoughts of it being forbidden/
Im sitting here right now with Whispers from my mind/
Yet this society Has tried to turn these Eyes blind/
2 time felon, they call me a criminal and society tries to choke
No more prison, Yet i still cant Hope to vote/
ill slit my throat, before i ever happen to Change my ways/
Cause these Whispers from my mind actually get thru today