Even if it means I undermine,
All the things my life has been based on so far,
And all the things that made it mine.
There are stages and on them we all play a part,
And sometimes breaking them's the thing to do,
So people stand up and take notice of,
The fact that you are just playing you.
And if it all falls apart it's due not to any,
Lack in the structure you were raised in,
But in the result of the battle you fought,
For your ultimate liberation.
And it's alright,
I know you just end up back where you started.
You can't fight constantly, you will need a rest,
And that's why home is where the heart is.
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