Sedatatives for the Truth

They make you sorry that you feel,
That your heart can skip a beat,
Caught up in these ideals
That emotion means defeat.

Suppress them way beneath!
Don't let them make it through!
Their shallow unfelt feelings
Aren't intense enough for you...

This social normality has you question your sanity
As you attempt to articulate the energy inside.
And now this causality hallucinates vanity
And you temporarily invent your own pride,
And your arbitrarily addicted to a lie,
And your reality is what you despise.

You mask your deviance from yourself
By dividing your own mind,
Arguing logic--not logistics
 is what keeps your heart so blind.
And this illusion of reality has been doing you just fine,
Don't cry, don't hurt, don't linger--but baby you can't shine.

Conform to your surroundings,
Assimilate it all.
Don't ever try to stray and jump,
That way you'll never fall.

So now you've got the truth sedated
And you're not the only fool around.
You think this keeps you in control
But what's the music without the sound?
What's the root without the ground?

How do you grow
And how can you expand
When the soil you're using
Is no more than sand.

This is an interestingly duality
When you re-create reality
if you feel you must escape your own.
Feign those raw sensations
Through mastered adaptations,
But you may just lose your way back home.

Reviews

[Wallflower]

You're right, those tread marks can only come from driving down a very long road...

[Ed Hart]

you don't learn these things in a book, or because someone told you so...