Love to blind can cause chaos
A hate to deep can get us lost
With all eyes focused on a cost
It becomes hard to be true to ourselves
So we put all the books up on the shelves
The place in which we create is the place we dwell
And than we wonder why we cry so hard
Sinking into the midst crawling for the stars
Than we wonder why it takes so long
To be something unique is thinking of mars
Leaving us lost in the sky
Lungs filled with smoke and I'll be flying so high
Avoiding the demons in our cries
Living to long, shields out paradise
No longer will I give up my throne
Someone who taught has got much to learn
Fitting in is something we yearn
Not enough to go around so we wait our turn