You say you want to make the country great again
But those days they don’t seem so great to me.
Rose colored glasses, filter out that ****** red
Double standards, when down on one knee.
You can’t run, you can’t walk, You are forced to work a job,
Pro-life only applies if you are free

We’re all free. oh yes,
But some are freer than the rest
Free to spout lies, frame crimes,
**** a man on the street.

So Mr. President tell me what is there to do
Will you reach across the room to move us forward?
Or will you sit in you’re ivory tower,
Pointing fingers, yelling “Liar!”
Oh I think I know the way it’s gonna be...

Cause it’s a dark night,
In the kingdom of 45
With death tolls on the rise,
He won’t cover up his mouth, But he’ll cover up your eyes.

So Mr. President tell me what is there to do
Will you reach across the room to move us forward?
Or will you tee off your emerald green,
Say another thing obscene,
Oh I think I know the way it’s gonna be...

Walking out the door,
I think I forgot something.
I pat my pockets, but something's not there.
Phone, check.
Wallet, check.
Keys, check.
I think that's everything,
but something is missing...

I am a stone,
washed upon the shore.
Picked up alone
thrown fast and sure.

I glide through the air,
elegant and true.
Crash into the water,
but not deep, into the blue.

I graze the surface,
never fully submerged.
Taste a hint of purpose,
but with each skip I diverge.

Skip once, Skip twice
three times, no four.
How many times,
til I skip no more?

Out in the distance
my ripples begin to coalesce
I finally sink
down to deep depths.

As I lay down to rest,
on the sea floor.
How long? How long?
Til I'm ashore... once more.

I am adrift,
adrift in a sea of self-loathing.
You went away,
I'll push you farther than you ever could run,
forget the feelings.

**** it.

What's it matter anyways?
Betrayal binds me to goodbye.
I will not waiver!
I will forever regret.

I am the architect of my own demise.
I choose sorrow.
I choose inaction.
Until it's too late,
using time to rationalize my reality.

The thread of our Love erodes with each passing day,
wish i had the courage to ask you to stay.
The place of silent serenity I once had alone,
Is pierced by feelings I've carelessly thrown.

So, an optimistic impostor I will portray
As I spring forth into lifes foray.
Never to show the truth of my soul
Will I ever be strong enough?

I hope so.