Desperation

Yeah I'm desperate, desperate for my chance at being great.
Desperate for the success that lies beyond my hard work
Desperate for the joy that will become of my dedication
So yes I am desperate,  judge me if you will
But the only thing that can stop me is a lack of desperation in my will
I want it so bad I can taste it
So bad I'd never waste it
That suffocating feeling you get when you can breathe
And all you want and is air so that the pain will leave
That's where it's at, where the journey begins
And if you don't understand that we could never be friends.
Maybe you should go back to the top and read this again...

All about the TRUTH

The harshness of reality is one that can alter and unravel the very fabric of what you assume to be true. Notions of comfort, peace, tranquility, and relief are all only tools of the mind used involuntarily to cope with the constant bludgeoning of life on our soul. therefore you must force yourself to use logic and never allow instinct to become the source of your reasoning. just as we wear the mask to hide our pain, your mind pulls the curtian to protect you from the most powerful and dangerous thing known to man the TRUTH. some may attemp to dispel these concepts and aspects of the TRUTH but in the real world once you have been led out of plato's cave of darkness you must realize that everyone is entitled to their own opinions but no one is entitled to their own facts becasue in emperical terms it is safe to say that we only exist through the realizations of others not our own.