Blind

Tear drops of sorrow beating down upon my chest

For never knowing the true meaning of success

Genius and a rebel are the ways that you're perceived

But how can anyone be so utterly deceived

How could I have been so blind all this time?

Now that all the scales have fallen from my eye

How could I have been so blind?

Words full of knowledge, lacking wisdom were just lies

Actions representing the very things that you despise

Self-deception fills you in the final hour

Holding back the wall of fear that threatens to devour

You tried to take me to an evil place

But I slipped right through your human hands

Lack of repentance was the reoccuring clue

History of contention points the finger back at you