Altruism is often displayed on a pedestal
While selfishness takes a backlash.
Abiding with my eyes closed makes me no visionary
And silently sacrificing myself no hero.
When I keep falling the same slope
How many times will I blame the slope?
Has endlessly fixing its angle done the magic?
Isn't it time for me to change my approach?
Experimenting like my life depends on it
Being playful and brutally blunt.
My honesty has revealed the code,
To free myself from the mind's prison den.
Now free of mind, I feel peace and whole.
This new feeling is bliss and one to behold.
But the irony is this, holding on doesn't make me free
I must let this go realizing transcendence is the key.