The Grace

Lost in the modern age
Witnessing improvements
I'm carried by a vision
That's heavier each day

Merging with the tide
It's time to realize

This is the way things are
Having a mind is a crime
Should I blur my own vision
And act like a hollow person?

Where's my strength, my will
To feel elevated?
I keep on praying
But I keep on fading like everything

My truth is not yours
I deserve a chance
I can't help but dream
Of what was sacred

Now, this is the way things are
Having a mind is a crime
Everyone blurs my vision
I can't live like a hollow vessel
I can't stand this to feel invisible
Like all I've loved

Where's my strength, my will
To feel elevated?
I keep on praying
But I keep on fading like everything