Adjusting ‘who’ you are,
for where you need to be.
Remaining neutral is just as tricky as picking sides
At the brink of who I am and who I pretend to be.
If you are not true to who you are, you will suffer in the barbs.
Life isn’t about which side
of the fence you keep.
You can be a wolf,
You can be a wolf,
the fence or a sheep.
It’s about standing out,
It’s about standing out,
not fitting in.
You weren’t meant for
You weren’t meant for
either side of this pen.
Need and greed decides
who is friend and who is foe,
This change requires overhauling
This change requires overhauling
from head to toe.
Knowingly and unknowingly
Knowingly and unknowingly
crossing the fence,
Showing the enemy that attack
Showing the enemy that attack
is the best form of defense
Able to see the wolf’s view,
Can understand
Can understand
the sheep’s concern too,
The perfect empath for the situation,
Caught right in the middle of the fence,
The only worry though,
Hope the fence isn’t too sharp.
The perfect empath for the situation,
Caught right in the middle of the fence,
The only worry though,
Hope the fence isn’t too sharp.
Being on the fence,
Is not the best defence.
Choose your side,
Quick decide.
Loyalty to your tribe…
Is better than a temporary bribe!
To curb the deadly menace,
It’s inevitable to cross the fence.
The situation seems to be tense,
But adjusting accordingly what makes a sense
I’m neither cunning nor naive, but both.
In attempts to fit in,
In attempts to fit in,
I wore skins of all I met,
and now standing midway
suffering the sharp pain
of hiding myself.
We’re caught up in a fence,
Between predator and prey,
Darkness and light,
Wicked and divine.
Describes us all.
Father God
Please protect me from my friends
while I try to protect myself
from enemies
You can’t get help if you don’t decide who you are
You become
like the company you keep.
So be wise
And choose.
So be wise
And choose.
