What Lies Beneath

Rage and hate, power and fury
Struggling, duelling, fighting with my mind
I am the accused and they are the jury
Their compassion and belief too hard to find

Struggling on, battling their conviction
The fire in my belly refusing to be smothered
This is real life not a work of fiction
My real purpose yet to be discovered

Needling and snarling their jibes bounce off me
Cast aside like the conscience they lack
I fight on defiant, determined they will see
This train ain’t off the rails, it’s just on another track

You don’t get me, I doubt you ever will
You’re not here when the doubt creeps in
You gorge on your own life, really eat your fill
I’ll be clinging to your soul like the weight of your sin