I feel there are few times where I can just lie,
Lie under a large tree with no other purpose
A million things to do yet, I am doing none
Carrying a mind with no thoughts, not one.
With leaves acting as net catching the sun
Slowly rising up, knowing that time is done.

I see a lot of hate these days,
I see a lot of everything.
Racism still running rampant,
****** preference hate still lingering,
A bunch of lies broadcast on TV,
People concerned I'm always smiling.
Does it bother you that seeing a smile bothers you
It's bothers me, it doesn't bother you
Don't bother understand I'm just rambling
But in all honesty, you should be bothered all the same
This spinning planet makes less sense to me all the time.

We hand the kids the Internet in tiny little screens
Don't bother to watch over, in a jungle of unclean
Common core, you do the simple math
Raise up a generation of sociopaths
Of privileged poor who believe they deserve more
And fight for rich in desert war
With no clue what they are fighting for
Take small amounts of radicals
And make casual assumptions of an entire race
This is the narrow-mindedness  we still face
If you don't see my side, that's fine.
This spinning planet makes less sense to me all the time.

I swear I'm not bitter, I'm just scared with what I see
Divorce became so common
Teens actually tried for pregnancy
People became photos posted socially
I'm glad, on my street, there are no street lights
The stars, the sky look so pretty
No one looks up there anymore and that's a pity.
If you don't see how small you are
You don't see how big an impact you can be
Just a few beliefs, in a mind of mine
This spinning planet makes less sense all the time.

How far would you go to save the world?
How far would you go for just one?
Would you sail through the darkest of waters?
Would you feel the heat of the sun?
there's beauty out there in the clouds
With suspicious peace lurking in the unknown
If ambition without limits was allowed
Tell me, how high your mind would have flown?

There's galaxies seen in wondering eyes,
Formality imploding your dreams
Have you sewn all these elegant thoughts
Society tries so hard to pull at the seams
You have a spark, they envy so terribly
They'd ****** to tear it apart
But shine, like innocence, even in the darkest of dark

The rain was made for dancing
Trust kids, they have it so right
When the room turns pitch black menacing,
They turn on their night light.
If you are lost and have seen no sun for a while
Unsure of what tomorrow will bring,
Start simple and put on a smile
Attitude can change everything

To everyone born to this world with nothing
No social code, allowed to risk it all with no bluffing
While others get bored being handed their every desire
I spent my childhood days building dirt empires
Dreaming of the molds I was not cut out of
When I'd sit down with fellow folks talking of my aspirations
Most just laughed, brushed me off like I had no chance
So I fueled my fire with life's frustrations
My life works may never something tangible
But if you read every chapter of me, your hands would overflow

This world doesn't seem to understand my twisting mind
But at least I never looked at my dining room,
Thinking it's a great place to hang a clothes line
I'm taking jabs at my past but never dwell in that hollow home
Past these child eyes how much of me do you really know
If you were me, if you had to be, disrespectfully  some say they'd **** themselves
Take that negativity and raise myself onto a higher shelf

I find my best inspiration in music and staring out at stars
one of my favorite pieces I ever wrote was just about passing cars
I'm scared that people are being cookie cut all the same
In a Stepford  manner more messed up than Gerald's  game
They hand you charts and define you in a statistic
Like they already threw you the ball but you missed it
I'm here to breath life into a deflated man's scene
Don't let these demons destroy your darkest dreams
Spark a light onto who you want to be
In a sea of fish, be the one swimming up stream

I can't say I have many friends,
So I glued faces to my ink pens.
They lend me words where people fall short
And sort these emotions to thoughts I've absorbed, see.
I've become rather smitten with comments that are written
Because while the pen is mightier than the sword
It's my teeth to my tongue I have bitten
So while my words remain sitting in front of my screen
I reread and delete them and make them more terrific for an audience to read.
Still I over think causing my thoughts to seep and the ink still bleeds.
But I'm getting ditracted, this is about my friends, the pens, not me.

Mr. Bic writes quick with his thoughts in a rush
And Sharpie goes deep but tends to make my words gush
Uniball  makes my mind think unclearly
as my hand runs across making words all smeary
Lastly, a rainbow gel pen who is such an old friend,
Her name was lost long ago.
They are flawed by their nature,
Still they remain the closest friends I know.

Tell me about your god
All those miracles you saw and all about his peace
I come into an open discussion and people get disgusted
Because I don't see what they see
Please tell me then, how do rapists run free
They tell me the devil's in the details
So why does it feel like the devil is telling the tale
Throw an isolated quote at me, that's getting stale
I'm spiritual because I know my actions have matter
The ladder most people with strong religious convictions
Put themelves high above others, damming the victims,
And calling their own sins a story of fiction.
At least the cross I bear is mine with no indecision.

I've looked through a screen in a room and spoke with a man
Five Hail Mary's and an Our Father, now I am cleansed land.
Look down where I stand, tell me I'm saved.
Tell me how saved I am, yet I felt more enslaved.
Leaving the hopeless to feel like this is God's plan
You were suppose to beaten and cheated
It was written in those ancients sands.
Sifting you out and clipping your wings
But keep praying for what these past hardships bring
And don't forget to donate to a priest who lives like a king.

I mean no hate by ideals I've written in my head
Just remember, the double standards, haunt you in your bed
I've looked to a sea flowing into that unknown
I got in a small boat and parted it on my own
You won't take the might I've shown and say someone else is to blame
The same goes for the failures and mistakes
I take me for the all of me that I am
In the face of these demons, I never ran.

How do you answer a five year old
When he's asking why we are alive
I don't have any statement solid enough that he'd be sold
Or why we aren't helping the elderly, hungry and cold.
Explain to a child humanity has taken a dive,
That today, people don't care if you survive
But I'm still strapped for an answer when asked
What happens when those planets align?
Looking into unsure little eyes,
Like "yeah buddy, of course it will all be fine"

It's hard to censor anymore because people want it raw
But then get insulted for what their kid saw
Even the kids shows are spouting crude jokes
Shaggy and Velma are dating
While I sit waiting for a classic mystery to begin
Teach them everything so young and so fast,
Their minds can't take it, gone in a blast.
The clock not missing a tick, the world spins

What do we win if we stop helping,
Selfishly, keeping more than they need
At the root of your thoughts,
I have to know what does your mind bleed
All these things and stuff, I'd give it all up
In a heartbeat, you can watch me do it
Lead by example and keep the rooms lit
But my son keeps asking questions,
So I keep retracing puzzle pieces on my finger
Until the answers for him perfectly fit