do not blame me

for taking a u turn u saw forks in the road and shadows lurking some said it's just myth and legend. but it felt real - surely all that serotonin, dopamine, rush means a rock breaking glass; you would not deny that, would you? figments dispersed folklore fairies retreat gospel angels advance and are they different in substance or just another tide to be washed over? how we do cling to a life saver: i am not sinking change the label silly the pragmatic called to the dreamer whose face is nothing but sadness. for none saw a dream when it is easy to bend classroom talks if it is not actually enforced. putting steel on water! the mad man exclaimed that's dangerous. and meanwhile folklore sank slowly in the rising of labels - and inertia tides, waves, how things are mama, papa is this wrong? and when is it right to rebel when nonsense beams like the sun! we're all just grasping at air; adamant that this is a must, not need. change the labels idiot the pragmatic said to the idealist; and many did. do not say i've never offered a flaming sword, a seductive lie and roasted meat. and godless crowd impassive. so do songs rise i simply decided to never be a part of. don't blame me -