Throw me away and lock up the key,
I am too stable for your disease.
There is nothing besides what you believe,
And in the end it is what deceives.
Your logic makes no sense to me,
Weighing me down; I breathe desperately.
Our battles are fought so constantly,
And no victor stands proud for eternity.
So often wrong on a higher frequency,
Disregarding your sins so righteously,
They live in us all but you can't see,
The things that make us tick are universally,
Inherent, understood and genetically,
Passed down and interpreted through history,
Manipulated by us so dramatically,
And the effects are staining irreversibly.