Where did you go to end up like this,
pent up aggressiveness.
Didn’t think you’d mess with miss
independent yet possessiveness.
Your entire life is looking for a cause
Lost many battles but more of wars
Lost men, but casualties were ours
Tough frontline, deep trenches, faux pas
This social latter is too tall
They say you can see it waver and fall
From where I stand, you’ve already got it all
Or maybe you need some maxitrol
See clearer here or maybe it’s my eyes
I think you think and soon you’ll realize
Life is less than what you televise
It’s more than what you conceptualize
It’s not a game of chess or some balancing act
Life is finding yourself and keeping you intact
I enjoy it here, king to my back
Controlling pawn to what you lack