Welcome to the strange place that is my mind.
When did our yearning to protect and serve
and keep people safe?
turn into rage and wanting danger?
We are no stranger to tragedy
avidly wrestling with our desire for violence
was it taught by society and our father, are they keeping silent?
Soldiers growing colder each day
to the god of man we pray
to teach us a better way.
Anger our, “man up” emotion
lost in its devotion
we need different role models action man won’t cut it.
As we destroy ourselves fighting and wrestling with the anger inside
as we collide with the alternate worlds we hide
inside the potential we have
and are told to bite at ourselves
as “man up” is the only thing we hear
we disappear from the innocence
we held dear
the blood stained tear
gives way more often to anger and fear.
Yeah gold plated
What’s underneath your skin?
Life sold cheap
You reap what you know
Where is it getting your mental health?
To be a make up covered scar
Instead of a star
Chain smoking to fill your time
Life is lived through the eyes of grime
We are in your little band
Miserable we still don’t understand
Life in conflict makes a good story
You tell yourself I don’t want to be ordinary
Debt ridden though and poor
You’re fighting your invisible war
and yet the people and the politicians don’t care anymore
You tell yourself it’ll get better
The glass half full to aspire
Lights your fire are you burning bright
Or burning away.