that for which you lust

Left guessing your motives, the reason you persist. There's something that is there, some good that does exist. 

Your kindness as a weapon; is it enough to win? Script yourself with precision - don't get lost in the spin.

You've got your mind made up, of what you want and wish, hopeful of a freedom - bound by your selfishness.

Feel the resistance, it's all you can do. At your own expence - it's keeping you true.

All of your pushing, with all of your must - No time to give in, no will to adjust.

 

Gaining your footing, ignore your hearts screams, seeing now - Not all is as you dream.

Though those dreams were better doubted - alone now, your visions clouded.

You've got your mind made up, of what you want and wish, hopeful of a freedom - bound by your selfishness.

Feel the resistance - it's all you could do. Without your defense - it's then that you knew.

All of your pushing, with all of your must - Your fight will not win, that for which you lust.