Is It Honor That I Want

I know the guidelines that I've lived by my whole life

So well that I could sing them

Be a good kid, be a good brother

Be a good son, be a good loyal servant to the kingdom

So why am I so confused?

I have everything I want

Yet, it feels like I have nothing left to lose

Is the world really falling to pieces?

Do we really have to iron out the creases?

Have I been living under a rock for so long

That I had no clue what was really going on?

I've been a prisoner, a traitor, and an outcast

But to who is the question

I've been having trouble as of late

Trying to figure out who I can put my trust in

Why am I so confused?

I have everything I want

Yet it feels like I have nothing left to lose

Is the world really falling to pieces?

Do we really have to iron out the creases?

Have I been told my whole life something that isn't true?

Because I really have no idea what to do

I curse the heavens up above

Is it really honor that I want, or is it love?

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Is the world really falling to pieces?

Do we really have to iron out the creases?

Have I been living under a rock for so long

That I have no clue what's really going on?