The Need to Be Understood

Act II: The Reckoning

To know thyself is the beginning of wisdom.
Split from Grappling with Reality
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Scared to share my soul
Especially to sell my conclusions
I'ma fucking lose it
But that's how you have to do it
Everything costs money
Putting a price on sharing how I see

Who fucking knows man
Maybe I could just share my art
Don't charge ya nothing
Just hope you understand
Maybe learn something

The NEED to be understood
What else is communication for?

I got some skills that can be appreciated
But what's my mission statement?
My creed, what I set out to do
The explanation for all that I wanna give to you

Can't accept anything less than I'm special
How else do I endure this skin vessel?
Ego is the bane of our existence
Yet shapes us as individuals

Can you relate at all
To the feelings unorganized within me?