before things get too carried away...
It's only fair To let you know The truth As best as I
I will never be What I was
alluded to be.
will never be dependably what you suppose I'm s'posed to be.
I will disappoint with avarice, exasperate with magniloquence frustrate, even frighten sometimes with the malignance of the murder in me, with the stark breadth of my apathy, And the consciousness of my gluttony.
blinded by fatalistic pessimism, shameless in my self-promotion, Falling down, Falling prey Slipping further In to
lethargy In to
vanity, In to
There are two ways to leave this chamber Free or not free.
The choice has always been yours.