We simply spend our lives
telling each other about our own survival
Why then are we made to be rivals
Sold careful psalms,
the Quran the Bible.
Don’t follow me but look how I grow
This is not about medication
But it’s a sickness
And it’s time to stand up and be a witness
Of this dis ease that we are sitting in,
move fast but take a Ritalin
Giving up’s not an option,
neither’s fitting in
Because we’re searching for the unity,
symbolically searching for fresh air to breathe
that we’re not all puppets on a string.