i can't just settle, hold back, sit down and unwind |
With my one-track mind I need to find a thought of a different kind In the haze, the drowsy daze, the vast, unending maze I can’t just settle, hold back, sit down and unwind they set a limit on my speed, unaware of the obvious need to escape and to fly and to charge ahead why can’t I savor the night and sleep until three and yell in blank faces that their lives are dead why can’t I do my laundry when I please forming new outfits every time I mix the colors with the whites and say what I think and piss people off and join the hidden others who are willing to fight for a life they can live, one that will give back and not put them to sleep where they’re not reprimanded for the slightest peep of disagreement, disregard, dissatisfaction at the action of the masses shuffling along in chains, ignoring the pulse of their brains that tells them they don’t need these classes these hypnotic lessons that are supposed to prepare me but really ensnare me in their lie that if I don’t learn this and I can’t do that I’m gonna fail and lose so why even try With my one-track mind I need to find a thought of a different kind a new idea, a spark something to convince me that I’m alive to stand on the cliff and not fearing the water below just dive into the raging sea, escaping the part of me that wants to grab the edge and cling and when I’m washed ashore after my first sip of release I’ll gasp for air and open my mouth and sing a song of lamenting laughter at all the years I’ve wasted walking in line unaware of another path branching off a separate fruitful limb I could have tasted if only I had listened to the suffocating silence and shouted out determined to make a noise banging and clanging to wake people up so they’ll know we aren’t puppets or plastic toys we won’t be pushed onto one track, trudging together in a pack with rules telling us all to march the same but we’ll jump over their bounds, reaching out in every direction to end the boredom of this game |