Beneath the wealth is a fallen society,
where money has out-priced family…
…been force-fed religion and group therapy…
“no, counselor, you don't understand me...”
I really think the gleam of wealth is blinding,
not really what it seems…
higher livin’ aint peaches and cream,
not coupled with high self-esteem.
Members of the human
race:
I stand and challenge
to unite,
not divide and fight,
but combine to guard our rights...
We give up more than
we take away,
and to this day, not
much good has came...
but I digress... all
consumption a function of stress,
each person doing
more with less, working to be the best...
…shit, an uphill
climb, here I come again… where should I
begin?
It's a race to the
finish that I've started all too much,
running from the problems
on a broken crutch,
chasing the gain - fighting
mental strain...
sure, I could abstain,
but with all the disdain,
disruption, and just
plain destruction
can I not aid the pain???
I came to you to
explain that this is no game…
…the effects are known,
but the momentum carries on.
Not sure where I’m
goin’ but I know I’m not there.
You know where I’m
coming from?
The lot of you can
make the same claim…
I don’t doubt you’ve
had your share of change,
but only so much can
I bear…
One minute you’ve got someone and not the next year….
Can we settle into a groove? It’s not something I have to
prove…
That it feels more natural to fall into a behavioral
pattern…
Let me say, there’s one thing I’ve got…. a perpetual groove... no more turns...
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