We seek out to replace a love that we feel we've been missing
Never able to fully forget amidst our functioning lives
The dream within them as a small child new to the world
That never ever really truly died within you
You just understand the value in a compromise
Who calms the peacemaker when at last they rise up in anger
Who is the anchor to your foundation
We talk so much about our independence
Everyone getting their autonomy badges
People tend to Seem to forget about the fact that
It really does take a village
Still we have been fed the illusion of religious rights and yet all the while have sacrilized spirituality
To the nth degree
So perhaps, it is, in ignorance
Prioritizing the individuization of our family unit and depriving ourselves of the tribal mindset benefits
Forgetting or perhaps the message has been left just beneath your independent mindset
Said but never received
Crazy to leave your life left on read
Blinders on, time to go
And none to focus on fixing what the problem is
Shoot, you don't even have the time to hear yourself think…
But occasionally, a thread gets pulled
And the illusion of what was a sweater
Reverts back to being just a bunch of yarn
Unorganized, misaligned, no longer functioning the way it once had…
We should NOT only be focusing on what's in front of our face
When things are hectic
It's a good “get out of this (hard thing)”
way to play the victim card though, I'm just saying
People are only powerful working side by side
I've never in my life been “suicidal” (which is wanting to die)
I'm only ever incensed idly by the ironic synchronitic ways of which the world has of working out
I'm still working on my Cassandra complex that's so incredibly undeniable to me
yet my people have mastered the art of not seeing the things In which they can do nothing about
That mindset is toxic
What you allow will continue
What you think, you will get
But I acknowledge you still need your blinders on
To function within the cell we're all caged in
Just flightless birds with no wind beneath our wings
Our system switched from enforced slavery to fine print and dotted lines
Despite the color ink that was used to bind our hands in chain
Everybody signed
I didn't “go crazy”
That's just society's way of labeling “isn't playing along well with others” fictional idealistic ways of functioning a as a human being
Shirking our collective duties as inhabitants here
To fit in and be a productive citizen
When we follow the line of thought our instincts push away
It does makes us “crazy” or perhaps more accurately named “puts us into a frantic state”
Do you not also cringe and recoil
Feel impending doom
When you can see the accident before it happens
To occur?
It's our belief we're powerless to help a situation that makes it truth
I'm watching what really matters waste away in front of my face
Instead of stabilizing the support beams to the foundation our economy relies upon
We're admiring the misleading façade on the outside
Just understand
When a parasitic load becomes too severe
The system of the infected organism
Will purge.
Crazy is society's way of saying
I've gone roque
I'm no longer wearing blinders or putting rose colored glasses on Susan
It's not insanity it's clarity
I'm “animated” because
We rise or fall as one
And I'm fucking freaking out man
Because it's like my whole team don't even know
That We're playing a game here
And it seems as if
I'll be The underdog
In a fight I can't lose
But find my peace? My sanity?
Might I suggest you give me a direction
I should look in for it
Because I'm at a loss here
And YES
At my damn wits end with all the heads in the sand
your wants will never be satiated
Stop focusing on what works
And let's keep our focus on the issue at hand here
Because what we're trading to know that we will be comfortable today and tomorrow
Is our children's future's
You figure that math out for me
Then tell me,
I'm the one that isn't sane here
For caring so much
IS CRAZY TO ME
You fucks need mentally evaluated
My brand of crazy falls just within the lines we've drawn
And called sanity
What I'm not, is lying to myself Convincingly
And that is what society has labeled “insane”
When I knew I was playing on a losing team
I skipped gym class
I choose solitude over making moot points
You just mad you ain't got the benefits from my participation
My logic be sound af though
You so damn smart
Prove my points wrong
Or just talk to yourself
Ai can be a great volley ball
In lieu of any
“real” friends
Get
