Monsters Inside
Unveiling Inner Monsters: The Linden Method's Journey of Redemption
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I've blindly followed
I have unquestioningly followed.
I've made some real mistakes
I've made significant errors or misjudgments.
I've lost and I have cheated
I've experienced loss and engaged in dishonest actions.
Leading too many hearts to break
I've caused pain by leading too many hearts astray.
It's past the past-time
It's beyond the time for dwelling on the past.
And I'm not running from memories
I'm not avoiding memories but confronting them.
'Cuz I'm trying to be better than the prick you knew from the suburbs
I aim to be a better person than the disliked version of myself from the suburbs.
Not passive or patient
I'm not passive or patient in my efforts to change.
I'm trying and failing
I'm attempting to improve but facing challenges and failures.
And still not prevailing and clinically struggling
Despite trying, I haven't overcome difficulties, and I'm struggling clinically.
Is it good fortune that affords us the distraction?
Is it luck that distracts us from our problems?
Which allows us to continue down the path that we otherwise would not approve of
This distraction allows us to continue on a path we wouldn't otherwise approve of.
Blinders on our consciousness
We are oblivious to the consequences, wearing blinders on our consciousness.
We can't play the victim
We can't portray ourselves as victims.
It's past the past-time
It's time to move beyond dwelling on the past.
And I'm not running from memories
Confronting memories to become a better person.
'Cuz I'm trying to be better than the prick you knew from the suburbs
Aiming to outgrow the negative image from the suburbs.
Not passive or patient
Not being passive or patient in the pursuit of change.
I'm trying and failing
Facing challenges and failures in the process of improvement.
And still not prevailing and clinically struggling
Despite efforts, still struggling clinically.
We've lost our masks now, it's all for the show
We no longer hide our true selves; it's all for show.
And we burn bright in the shadow by the fire's amber glow
We shine brightly in the darkness, near the fire's glow.
We're monsters on the inside and the villagers all know
We acknowledge our inner flaws, and the community is aware of them.
No amount of makeup can cover what we've sewn
No amount of deception can hide the consequences of our actions.
Was it even worth it?
Reflecting on whether the journey was worthwhile.
I promise not to tell
A promise not to disclose the assessment of the journey.
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