we become our surroundings
the outer world tries to mold us into soulless creatures
shaping us into the next generation of disease,
blind to the fact that we are destroying cultures
like its the next big thing
lately, im starting to realize
im the wrong piece to this puzzle
i do not fit, i am the black sheep
fallen off of the never ending cycle
in order to change we must first change ourselves
the one bright star must shine its light onto the others
so that they may discover
there is more than hate out in this world.
the question is time
the question is when
the question is how
to break our habits
pushed onto our neighbors
searching for a cure
in this reckless place on earth
will we ever find the answer before were kicked
in the dirt?
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 8:18 PM UTC
we become our surroundings
the outer world tries to mold us into soulless creatures
shaping us into the next generation of disease,
blind to the fact that we are destroying cultures
like its the next big thing
lately, im starting to realize
im the wrong piece to this puzzle
i do not fit, i am the black sheep
fallen off of the never ending cycle
in order to change we must first change ourselves
the one bright star must shine its light onto the others
so that they may discover
there is more than hate out in this world.
the question is time
the question is when
the question is how
to break our habits
pushed onto our neighbors
searching for a cure
in this reckless place on earth
will we ever find the answer before were kicked
in the dirt?
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