Alternative Facts

I found the future through the words of the past
I took a slight detour 'cause the tint of the glass
It skewed my vision further than alternative facts
And what you think you know, you don't and I don't even know that
'Cause I'm a sinner;
I'm a saint;
I'm a version of crap;
I'm the shit;
I am it
About to turn up the gas
Fill this whole room up, then I'll strike on my match
Burn this whole place down until I rise from the ash
Like a Phoenix, I try to master my craft
Like I'm dreaming, I try to see what I grasp
'Cause this freedom keeps me from the chosen path
But I chose this map
Ya, I chose to nap
Sleeping on the freakin' weekend
When I could've seen the seasons peaking
Keep on even leaning
What it takes to gain the strength to fall within the reason
I fell within the sheathing
Bitterness is beaming
Unless you decompress from heating

I think I need to see what I'll be
Before I judge what they judge in me

I constantly question
What I'm all about
I need to see lessons
That keep me from doubt
Within my mind I'm aching
Within their words is hurt
They're constantly complaining
While I'm just trying to learn
The facts about life are not quite what you think
I know I'm wrong fairly
Consistently
But what I feel is truth
If It's inside you then it may be right,
But it could be wrong within a different time
Different minds know perspective that some others can't see
Don't judge a book by it's cover
Don't hate just because you are free

I think I need to see what I'll be
Before I judge what they judge in me