c0nFesSi0n#2
(ripped from a page in the demonic mind's journal)
"You look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet"
...ok so maybe we are all sinful
but we confess
some repent
while some do not
and I believe I belong to the latter
JUST READ ON...
I am a certain liquid...one that's called hydrogen oxide
Inside the chiller with a temperature so low I freeze and turn into ice
I then become solid
Outside the chiller the weather is too hot that I can't help but be at one with the air
I evaporate and ba a form of gas
When stored in a container
I feel bounded and w/o freedom
To understand:
The state of gas is a sin
The state of solidity is also a sin
To stay as a liquid is to stay clean and to uphold purity
But containers are limits that deprives a person of his freewill
The situation are of the extremes...it's either freezingly cold or steamingly hot
I should have been more elaborative...but I just can't
Simpler explanation:
I don't know what to do
I lift myself up from the cliff I just fall from
I stand up high for a second or two
But the ground I step on is so narrow it can't hold me up
And so I fall again on the other side
And the cycle repeats....repeats...repeats