I've laid dead inside after the knowledge you spoke to me
At a young age
Immune to the stories of my fellow man
You told me to put their stories to rest
I tare from the skin you molded for me
I have forsaken them
For too long now
My mind aches for I cannot piece together the mysteries that I've betrayed
I do not blame you for your words of wisdom
I blame myself for my own ignorance
For it was I who fell before you with your words repeating in my head
You were my guide for I was the follower
This shell of a man will break from you
This hate is not for you but for I
Mending myself with these words, I scream forgiveness
My inner thoughts will be my own
I bite my own teeth, not because of you my shepherd
Because of my own ignorance
I will listen, I will speak
Follow if you must but I must warn you
For these words come with great consequences
For this is what my shepherd warned me of
I speak my heart, I speak my heart to you
