Paradigm

Take a look at what's in front of me

Do you talk in tongues, do you not believe?

You can't fight against what's never meant to be controlled

Take a look at what you want to be

Do you fit the rhyme are you simile?

Don't regret the words you've never said and never told

What use is your urge to be different

When all your potential is silent?

With dreams made of plastic resentment

Here's to your displacement

So we start again