Altruist - Red Apollo

Sometimes I wish we would have stayed strange

because every confession was an effort in vain

Yet i believed with an altruist’s mind.

I witnesses the schemes

And it’s just a lie

That an honest terderness in-between lust would always

differ us from being a cheap fuck

And it’s all a lie that we could survive

when the the crimson pours out

but perfection all in-between

the glimpse of an eye and the lack of perfection

is enough room

for the painstaking perception that I feel

too much of the things that hurt

i am a hopeless altruist in this abhorrent mazed world.