Faith or Fate

You say I'm naive because I believe.
You can never achieve what I can conceive.
They did deceive, but you never thought ahead,
Do you have a brain in that head.
If your not thinking, might as well be dead.
Fight for your sake, get it right,
then take a break.
Your value is sinking, you're fake, look how easy your faith does shake, when everything is at stake.
I am baking everything I got,
making every thought count,
so what if I am hell bound.
I don't give a shit, how does that sound.
Should dial it down, fuck it,
Imma give you something you never heard before,
frightened by what I've got in store, for I am EvilA, nothing left to say. Doors I wish to unlock, but every room gets me stuck.
Looking for a better me, oh, why can't I see.
Why cast aside who I can be,
a past so bright, a future so dark, again and again, alone in the park, smoking weed,
what is driving me, is it greed, the need. In my mind, I often retreat, how does it feel, defeat?
Does it appeal, like a treat,
or does it kill you, a chill through
my spine, my thoughts, they realign. I am stronger than most, can walk longer than most,
through the dessert of pain,
I can finish without going insane. How do I take the game,
granted or with a fight,
you'll never brake my stride, now step aside, I'll set it right, get it straight,
you won't win this debate.
All I know is hate.
After all it is my fate to wind up alone, no one understands me, it actually feels great.