Are My Battles a Shiny Painting to Hide the Wall?

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Is there a place where I can truly escape this way to live? A way to live that I don't want to be mine. I'm sick and tired of Having to feed my ideals with half hidden compromise But are my battles a shiny painting to hide the wall? The questioning shadow of a doubt is flying over me. What if hypocrisy had taken its toll upon me? Am I willing to take an oath to give up everything? What if society wasn't my only enemy? The two sides of a broken coin, a system that I hate Provides me with sea sex and fun and my sense of dissent Can I step out of this street to avoid a dead end But are my battles a shiny painting to hide the wall?