• The boundaries of our minds set us into play.

    A game only measured simply by day.

    When the laws of our minds don’t outline the outside.

    Our minds become a felony, and our beings a crime.

    If our minds set the boundaries of what we are to be.

    Tell me simple, are we all a felony?

    Breaking the laws of ourselves in our heads.

    Does this send us to prison, a depression instead?

    Criminal.

    Thief.

    Felons alone.

    Are we all so innocent,

    Are we really alone?

    We all break those morals, those lines in our head.

    Locked in memory, not to be said.

    Vulgar,

    Crude,

    Vicious at times.

    An unspoken infraction.

    No judges to find.

    Ourselves as the defendant, witness, and crowd.

    Not to mention the jury as well.

    A Case always one-sided,

    One side always wins.

    The one with the forgiveness and redemption to spare

    The one who’s the judge and the convicted, not fair

    Ourselves are to blame.

    And ourselves bale us out.

    We forgive; not forget , learn and redeem

    The people we are, the true people we seem.