The Blacksheep

searching, in nature;
i always wandered off from home
a lonesome creature,
i always felt safer on my own

watch another sunrise
cry and contemplate
the love i lost
and that which turned to hate

trade one for another
step through another gateway
eyes closed except for the other
dead to the world, lest the truth
slip away

here's to prophecy
and the self, nelgected
god named me
and left me, dejected

i had a mind to love you
but what's family without blood
i spoke what was true
and lifted myself out of the mud

the blacksheep with a third eye
the quiet only fuels the intensity
the most dangerous truth is the one hidden with a lie
the one that matters
is my reality

i always ran away from home
there's no one to hurt you, on your own