Spirit of a Lone Warrior

    
   
   
   
    apparently our realities aren't aligned;    
they have theirs, and I have mine;    
there must be one out of the millions,    
that could make me feel alive....    
   
   
     I rest through this matrix;    
     though not completely  confined;    
     I'm not blind; I simply close my eyes;    
     if anything; I'm tongue tied by the masses that are hypnotized;    
   
   
      I'd cry, but I'm mostly numb,    
    from playing mandador in "bull fights";I walk a lonely endless road with a grey sky; I'm like a lamb, lion, and lone wolf combined....    
   
   
      my heart might as well have bled out from the inside; then stitched back up in time; I'm waiting out life like my birth was a crime....