Peace Once Again

I'd rather be a loser
Than have to deal with your two personalities,
One which I love;
And one that I cannot stand.

I wish more than anything,
You could pick something else over this title,
And this scene you strive for
Instead you choose to belong to the misleading
Cordial ties of self-destruction.
You discover comfort in these powers of duplicity
And You find inspiration in its few moments of bliss
You oh so cherish;
And the next day,
You loathe to crave those instances.

Those fleeting feelings in which you follow
Are made of your own illusions,
Dreams, and hopes you once had felt;
Or subconsciously felt,
And I know you want them back...

But by masking, coating, and
Continuously altering your personality and mind;
You will never renew life's truest mysteries,
or achieve it's absolute peace,
No matter how hard you try.

It's almost like you're moving backwards,
Trying to keep up with the forward pace of life
But it's movements are too beclouded to see
You're looking through the eyes of influence
And capturing less and less detail
The picture becomes muddy
Life's steps are nothing less than precise;
While its flow is unpredictable
Only few will follow its course...

If you weren't so busy blinding yourself
And marketing the questionable solidarity of your "friends";
You would see me there before you.
But since you plan on wearing these disguises as your truth,
I'll just have to forget about you.

And even now as this truth blossoms
Your once vivid reality of perfect symmetry
Fades into perplex patterns of light and color
and everything is at peace once again...