the moment

should i just shut my mouth?
turn around and then sit down?
waste my life just throw it out?
curl in a ball lay on the ground?
disguard the talents that i've found?
inhale the smoke ignore the sound?
wish i could but i don't know how,
defenseless against music's power
overtaken every waking hour,
wether i'm in class or in the shower,
an outlet to disguise a coward,
it's worked for me at least for now.
dream that one day i'll take that bow
in front of millions screaming out
wishing to be me somehow
that's worshiping the golden cow.
be yourself and stand your ground
don't lock your mind and let nothing out,
raise your voice speak to the crowd,
no such thing as being too loud.
uphold your morals keep your vows,
don't let yourself get too proud
or your life will start heading south.
wake up one morning in a cloud
of confusion and you can't get out,
in the shitter don't want to drown
but it's too late they've flushed you down,
feel your life spin round and round
until you're living underground.
expect more from them than you have now
your child is the future pal
it's your job to teach them how
to keep their heads, feet on the ground
dont turn their smiles into frowns
teach em to ignore the clowns
and educate themselves somehow
so they can grow up and move out
and one day they will figure out
what this life is all about...
The Moment