Bending Creations

We forge our own increadable creations,
Immune to mind errasion, bending and crime manipulation.

I sit and stare into a clear plate, waiting for it to fill with a deranged state.
There are things that you've done, keeping stunned. Not just for a mate, but to motivate his stake.  

Jumping until our toes bleed, forcing my blood to attract creed.
Breathing this oxygen seems hard to intake,

How do you know that life isn't a mistake?

      ..`'Man¿Deyer`'..