Duality

Paralyzed by words spoken in silence from strangers gazes.
I no longer feel the feelings they say I should feel.
Lost the real me or did I kill the real me,
Been here to many times .
Thoughts are racing, rhythm's and rhymes so loud in my head,
Am I becoming schizophrenic.
Take your medicine swallow that pill that you call pride.
Is that superman flying high in the sky or is that another plane with an evil human hiding inside.
Perceptions change from day to day.
Good and evil do they exist or did we create them to justify our actions or or condemn the actions of others. Labels we put on others because of choices we yet to understand or choices we fear.
Waxing and weaning from left to right political standpoints and religious pitfalls
trapping millions in an infinite loop of rejection, acceptance and self deprivation.
I've been here to long pondered these words so many times in ten million different ways, no matter the scheme it all ends the same.