|Title:||Duality Of Disorder|
Oh to be the orange fish floating free|
chemically high and so very lovely.
But can one be one with out the other
this duality my driven disorder.
The weeping dark fish, the bottom dweller
to care so much about the unknown self.
I become ego heaping with despair
this shit faced world hides my low selfish stare...
To rid this dark demon inside of me
would be to rip my dual soul in half.
What has been hid I let open and breath
I am your writing tool, oh master mind.
This hidden pain and two sided nature
Love the world with guided duality....