If you leave me to be the outsider looking in, then I

am finally home. I have a name and it isn't guilt.

That never moved me an inch. If common sense and

common decency aren't enough then leave me behind and

consider yourself weeded out. If you have the taste

for guilt and feed on lies then leave me behind and

consider me sold out. And this sell out will keep

screaming with the voice to push you to violence.

Every word proof you can't handle any different. Every

blow proof that you have no intentions of equality. If

you make decisions color-based and call that power

then leave me behind and I won't say a word. I'll just

wait until you kill yourselves over nothing but flesh

one thing's sure to die. As political trends keep

coming, demanding godlessness. I'll just continue

forward, my only intention all along. So look

somewhere else for revolution. My disgust for details

is nothing revolutionary