Out in the garden
Where the flowers grow...
From very young we were all taught to fight,
Our second nature became our 3rd sight...
Sorry for being happy or pretending to be
Sorry that I don't complain...
Money is only paper,
Paper that people fight over...
In the distance I hear words of criticism.
Laughing follows whatever was said...
Society is built on a strong foundation of lies,
We’re influenced to believe what is...
As I lay
on my back...
In the midst of this everlasting moment,
The world surrounding all in lament...
I follow each star
as they scatter in the night sky...
I'M SUFFOCATING, CHOKING, DIEING
I'M LOOSING CONTROL OF MY LIFE...
Arriving in a country for the very first time,
Can be a bit of a shock to any of kind...
Walking down the road I see the way,
the air was hot, leaving me with little to say...