[emmanuel2012]

Its a lot like a war.
And, Its over, and, I lost.
I can surrender,
That is, join the winning side,
Or I can keep fighting,
against nobody but myself.

I don't need to be ashamed of losing,
Because the cards were stacked and the odds
Were in my opponents favor all along.
Who were my opponents? Everyone,
But me. I expected to beat everyone.
It was me me me against you you and them.

While I was busy formulating strategies,
Enacting defense missions and planning
Escape routes, my enemies were busy
Taking care of themselves and others. I didn't have time
For this, for, how could I beat my opponents
If I didn't work on my success formula,
Which was designed to benefit... Me?

How silly I thought they were,
Caring about this boring stuff
Like college educations, jobs,
Careers, fiances, cars, marriages,
Mortgages, babies. This stuff
Was so unspiritual. These guys
Were so blind. I, on the other hand,
Had a secret power,
All I had to do was harness it.
Alcohol, weed, drugs - chemistry.
The plan was going exactly as I wanted.
I was so cool, so underground.
If they didnlt like me, heh,
The didn't know me.
Ill show them. Ha!

Its ongoing battle, now, against nobody but myself
To stop fighting against good things I was missing.
. I was prepared to fight to the death,
To show them who is boss. Heh
Little did I realize, that in the end,
My enemies, were
people, who, were
trying to keep me alive.

Illusions are Real.