I'm on the ground, looking up, wondering where it all went wrong,
I tried to create something worth fighting for, thought it was worth your time.
Thought I was destined to shake the world from it's forced inebriation.
But you lie still in the fog of misinformation,
Drowning in the air we are forced to accept.
So I figure I should step along, and carry my words elsewhere,
Where they're potentially valued, and resound within the hearts,
Of those who truly need it, who want it more than all the rest,
So they can rise from the ashes that collect within our chests.
Just know, I'll never run from this movement, I'll only pause to improve on myself.
So I can contemplate how it is to fulfill my self-proclaimed purpose,
And reach out to each hand of the earth.
This is not just ours, but theirs as well.
It's a take it or leave it, love it or hate it, make it or break it, kind of world we've created.
To be open and honest, it disgusts me, I hate it. And I've patiently waited to find any worth in this!
This is why I'm working to rebuild everything we have ever known, and rise as a world anew!
So let's open our eyes and recreate our sense of truth!
Maybe a push and a shove will keep you moving or maybe my words are lost in the distance...
Regardless, I'm blazing the trails, with or without you,
Regardless, I'm carrying on!