Centuries have passed, people have fought,
Nothing is happening because the wrong teachings are taught.
Voices have spoken, and riots have been arranged,
But still – nothing has seemed to change.

Corruption is seen, through the law and through power,
People are still suffering, climbing the social tower.
We have grown together, all in the same range,
But still – nothing has seemed to change.

People are suffering, no different than they have before
Their dignity is broken, and their lives are at tore.
The brutality is still here, causing infinite pain,
But still – nothing has seemed to change.

The risk of walking outside is something people truly endure,
The actions of opposition are devilish and impure.
There have been millions fighting to end this derange,
But still – nothing has seemed to change.

The cruelty and beliefs of difference have left nothing but war,
We’re ignoring who people are at their core.
There are people begging for the oppressors to get tamed,
But still – nothing has seemed to change.  

The inequality is further preventing justice,
How does authority expect to be trusted.
An everyday battle has formed to abolish the chains,
But still – nothing has seemed to change.

There needs to be unity, not among some, but all,
Together we stand, divided we fall,
Speak out, bring justice, fight together in one lane,
Because there is no more time to not see change.

Reaching the highs, where the most authentic lives are lived, easing across the skyline, dreading yet expecting the plummet.

Often where the desire to have fun outweighs the fear of imperfection.

Lowering to a place where isolation becomes clear, where the angst of missed opportunity is knocking on your door.

Looking for the high that we so ever desire, yet only reach it at the most unexpected times.

Eager to soar, to see, to experience, at times seems like the only pulling thread.

Rising above what once was the best. Living out every dream ever dreamt

Crossing each path with a decision to make, every imprint, every character, has the capability to be an influence.

Overtime recognizing those who were true, those who were meant to stay and protect.

Anger, doubt, agitation and more, lows yet without them we would see no highs.

Standing and reflecting on the times that have passed, waiting and anticipating on the top encounters.

Trying to make the most of what is love, memories, and time.

Ever so carefully approaching the edge before the drop, inhaling and exhaling as the wood creeks.

Riding what feels like the longest experience in life. Ups and downs, rights and lefts, all to make a full circle, but the gaps are still yet to be discovered.