EstrangednThe bliss of a young man smoothly slivered in an instantnObscured memoires puncture though an opaque blindfoldnnEyelids carved swiftly with oval shaped incisionsnA breach in one self's fortitudenreveals a radiant smile struggling to resurfacennNostalgia plays its snivelling violinnI bleed pristine tearsnnRecollections of the son I once wasnStabbed my past with oxidized scissors and turned awaynnAwake, to salvage what is left before it dies awaynAn oath destined to be forgottennStrong words are nothing more than heartfelt clichesnnThe times have changed and so have InChildhood dreams reduced to pale aspirationsnnFamiliar faces have shed their skin,nSpawning a newfound identitynA neverending pursuit of distinctiveness as blurred strenuous bonds in its pathnnAwake, to salvage what is left before it dies awaynAn oath destined to be forgottennStrong words are nothing more than heartfelt cliches