TRANSPARENCY XXXII.

“philosopher’s guilt”

I’m masking my diabolical schemes

It’s safe to say that yes…that’s what I really mean

Diabolical schemes, mixed in with passion for all of my hopes and dreams

I’m well aware of the physical, but most times I’m often found pushing my mind to high extremes

I guess that’s just me…

I’m talking to you through an evil eye because my pride wouldn’t let outrageous conversations about war and genocide be unsupervised

I want to hear at least

Someday, I won’t always wait until the end of the week

I think in my sleep

The mass that parades the cities

I rather fail countless times, than be sold, like the elites

They made their peace

Manslaughter all over the streets

I’ve gone a little beyond the realm of a savior peak

It’s never you and I, it’s only me…the enemy