Changeling

Pulsing flow will decide
what to cherish
and what to process
mold and purify to hate
I know what’s real
I decide what’s happened
which part is true
whatever I say you will believe
If I could kill without consequences
you’d be the first in line
my main voice still says extortion is put out
the soul is still me no matter what I say
I truly want to see the cause why the hell you
really care for me
Soiled every word so absurd alone standing
for everything I meant to say
lined up to each other ridiculous phrases that I never meant
seem pulled out of context not making any real kind of sense
versions of insane is hardly vision
interest given
strongly suggest that I don’t listen
You’ve got that possessed with hope glow
changeling
sweet is the relief
changeling