The stranger

All my conceptions seem so right yet are all wrong

Twisted beyond measure it makes my head turn inside out

Mystified by the interpretations en-route

In this journey of mine my path seems alright

I wouldnt lie i would love a good fight

Lately,the feeling is all blur and cold

Lifes outta control,seems outta my hold

Been proven wrong a thousand times

Cant get the sound off,the bell just chimes

Truthfully whats real in this world of mine

Will you  ever come out and just rhyme

Illusions seem so real,my days go by as an ordeal

The hidden s**t i seek of ,i dream for

Nothing crosses me,minutes pass by, going by the hour

Crossed many a acres,but have i really come that far

beauty cant be seen, it needs to be felt said the old man

But our eyes just dont seem to help we are all shallow man

Trying to carve out my own path

Thousands wanna trample me i can smell their wrath

It never ocurred to me how it is to be hated

My conclusions state that im ill fated

Just saying elevations just over rated

when we all die our bodies are gonna be crated

So.do your s**t and let me do mine

Your wrong may be my right

Who are you to judge when you havent heard my song

I know you dont wanna protect me

But at least tell your s**t politely

You havent heard my story so please tread lightly

No ones gonna reach out to me 

You probably will never remember me

but somewhere along the road ,il see you off your danger

You;ll never know who iam..im just a stranger