By Consent (Poem)
Updated: Feb 15
I'm always tempted to turn into a monster,
Permenantly, permenantly.
If you think I have a lot of empathy,
I disagree. I disagree!
My mentality, is restrained!
My mentality, is, restrained!
My mentality, is, restrained!
For I have a deep need for morality.
The abusers, who play, the victim!
Who are the ones that they put in charge?
Whining, bias and affection!
By consent, by consent, by consent,
Is not desire, not desire!
By consent, by consent, I live due to it,
Not desire, desire!
Living to philosophize is all I live for,
It's my job! It's my craft!
I'm a philosopher, not a bloody therapist,
A stern heart! A stern heart!
Pain, just an obstacle!
Pain, just an obstacle!
Pain, just an obstacle!
For I have a deep need for morality.
The abusers, who play the victim!
Who are the ones that they put in charge?
Whining, bias and affection!
By consent, by consent, by consent,
Is not desire, not desire.
By consent, I live to it,
Not desire, desire!
(Love is rare, love is rare, love is rare,
For some, for some).
Godamn, there is always such a deep passion,
To play a hero,
The hero!
It's because of those I'm not an innocent Tom,
But Tomasio,
Mr. Tomasio!
By consent, by consent, by consent,
Is not desire, not desire!
By consent, by consent I live to it,
Not desire, desire!
Whenever I am encountered by a biased paladin,
There's a memory:
Death threat's a sin!
By consent, by consent, by consent,
For my empire.
...
By consent, by consent I live due to it,
Not desire, desire!
