Fake Modesty

Everything is collapsing, consequences are coming
Fake flat voices, vague and thorny
Want prominence one won't longer have
Even without permission
Mom could erased her vision
From the henhouse they tried to sold her
Destroy the agreement to transcend and live

Ignoring resentment and flying alongside those won't make you reel
Running to the wrong side according the right ones
Prefer to hunt my fears

It's hurts to fall
Worse backing up
With hesitations
Will delete them

I shouldn't load with all that fake modesty
That only have the empty mandrel
They are
Away

I have to go
Some doors must be closed

Ignoring resentment and flying alongside those won't make you reel
Running to the wrong side according the right ones
Already hunted my fears