Affinity

Affinity, affection, attraction, attention Assistance, a sentence, a hindrance, a weapon Affiliates, friendships, acquaintances, connections Confliction, confessions, the differences, the questions What exactly defines a person If one cannot stand to be less than perfect? Is it wrong to believe that feeling stress can burden? Is a bond that can easily be severed worth it? If everything in life can be taken for granted Then the plan to see it through wasn't made to be handed To the patient that have managed to remain on this planet All of the pain and the damage, they couldn't take it or stand it Who is right to judge? thrown stones can't be levied Whether heavy or light, bones won't be so ready To resist the might of judgment from a town of hypocrites Who seem to be the jury in a crowd of witnesses The sound of wickedness isn't bound to limits if The ones who are tried are never found to be innocent These are the times that have tried the patience Of those who comply with the lies of ancients Rules that were made by forgotten faces And the fools who obey with a locked complacence Both fail to survive in a world forsaken By the bonds that were thought to be so sure and sacred Severed in the wake of such envy and hatred Connections that were made become empty and vacant No one stops to question any possible changes It's the easy way out if there's an option to take it When the bullet hits the brain, memories begin to fade The DMT releases in defeat amidst the pain The weakness to regain any reason to refrain From the seasons will to change, the secret still remains Lost in the minds of the failed and broken It's hidden in the words that are rarely spoken And behind every door that is barely open It's there Affinity, affection, attraction, attention Assistance, a sentence, a hindrance, a weapon Affiliates, friendships, acquaintances, connections Confliction, confessions, the differences, the questions When the bullet hits the brain, memories begin to fade The DMT releases in defeat amidst the pain The weakness to regain any reason to refrain From the seasons will to change, the secret still remains Lost in the minds of the failed and broken It's hidden in the words that are rarely spoken And behind every door that is barely open It's time to be more than just scared and hopeless