Temperament sacrifices abound in sinful vices Trifecta inheritance bears no resemblance Double identity hypocrisy we relish in it Now unto me I I fell from birth Now longer conformed to the unity of my parents inception Nor the trinity either as I’m now Exposed to conflicting dualities As I reside within infinity Living through the looking glass self Extending through its fragile parameters an abundance of wealth Or is it fool’s gold but then one asking is fool’s gold gold? Truth be told nobody knows Diction is permanent and omnipresent Vast and vague to where words can concur into logical fallacies Run off for eternity and I travel with them Not knowing that I believe in holy sin But that’s one of numerous possibilities For everything is nothing and nothing is everything How can I live with what I believe if it’s not what I’m believing? No final call just residuals Through which the world must interpret But as one we ought to think in unity But this fact makes it apparent that we extend beyond the 6 degrees We live for common goals but you have the nerve to question me? But can you question me truthfully? If we collectively don’t honestly know reality So how I can live with no foundation Guess I’m just a lost child lost in a generation.