True Thoughts

I woke up with a crazy urge

Cause I was on the verge

Before I went to sleep to shutting off the words I heard

But now the same voices speak to me calm

Telling me not to worry so that I can defuse the bomb

All the bombs of bull

That life tends to try to pull

Whenever my mind is full

Of foolish thoughts that make me so mindful of school

Wishing I could pull some wool

Right over my eyes

So I could keep myself cool

Instead of cooly disquised

Got disqualified by life

For lying about my plight

So now I pilot my problems out of sight with verbal flights

That I take to escape

Whenever it is I make

Lemons out of lemonade

And streams out of lakes

I guess I break things down just a little to much

Making much of what I say just a bit out of touch

Maybe I'm just out of touch

With realities reach

Maybe because reality doesn't matter to me

The Movement Continues...

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