I tried to save you many times before
Witnessed others try to save you too
Finally I realize that the only person
Able to save you from your demons is you

What is this?
Is it a dream?
Nothing changes,
Yet nothing stays the same.

Remember,
We’re not here.
We all exist,
As one elsewhere.

Wake up world!
You wanna sleep with the lie?!
It makes you feel safe.
Close your mouth, shut your eyes,
listen and behave!

Everybody in the right wing,

Fight!

Everybody in the left wing,

Fight!

Choose a side or get singled out!

Everybody in the country,

Fight!

Everybody in the world,

Fight!

Fight their wars, do what is right!

Everybody in the cities,

Fight!

Everybody in the towns,

Fight!

Killing each other in the streets.

They don't have to do a thing,
The populace silences itself.
The world uses its hands,
To cover over its own mouth.

Use your mouth to,
Speak!
Use your ears to,
Hear!
Use your eyes to,
See!
They're controlling your reality.

Wake up world!
You want to sleep with the lie?!
The world is a stage.
Play your part, say your lines,
like a good little slave.

When I die, do I wake up? Or do I remain asleep?

We live a world of make-believe
Everyone speaks in lies
Multiple faces worn
Conversations disguise

Snide statements made with polite words
Insinuated interactions
Everybody has an ulterior motive
Stances formulated for satisfaction

They shout and curse your name privately
Never face-to-face
Doesn't matter who is in the wrong
Dishonesty is a disgrace

I make thoughts known aloud
To whom they're relevant
If harboring feelings towards someone
Make those emotions evident

How dare you speak ill my character
An object made of my name
My story used for your entertainment
But my life is not your game

miles mean nothing to a heart that is pure
words penned in grace, sent to ether
give heartease to the overstretched
sowing stiches of understanding
in tapestry threadbare

little suns and stars
shining bright in love and hope
from face unseen and adirondack chair
gives strength to one down, from down under
allows grief, the words needed the abilty to care
for these simple gifts, no payment required
from the heart open to care...