It’s like he wants to be saved
But constantly remaining a slave
To the things he cannot change
So I’m confused why he’s contained
To this mental prison
Not sure why he’s resisting his intuition
But I hope one day he wakes up and listen
Because temptation is plastic
It just has a shiny glisten
So I release him into the wild
He has to heal his inner child
Revelations so profound
That I would be insulted to stick around
& Watch him burn himself into suffering
Like he’s sick but refuses to do surgery
It’s like he’s content with the emotion of hurt you see
& Since I recognize the signs
I’ll leave him to rot and die
& When he awakens from this nightmare
& Realizes why
I’ll be so far into abundance
That I won’t even notice his cry.