Looking down upon the mighty reflection
Never points me in the proper direction
I tried listening to my conscience,but it has an infection
Thinking of all the pure imperfection
Jumped in like I just lost lost the election
Taken under with no protection
Pulled in with a negative connection
Epiphanies, a life-long collection
About to marry the grave but my heart had an objection
Scared to see the blue and gray complexion
An opportunistic resurrection
Still young in this world, lots of time for correction