That Turbulent Uneasy Feeling

You see the signs
(Woah!)
You taste the blood
(Gross!)
You lick the boot that grinds your face in the crud
You tell the truth
You tell a lie
You kill yourself to live so that you don’t die

You swallow things in ads like news reports
The words of leaders you quote back
You take the things you’re told as gospel truth
There’s something that you lack

You take the test
(Why?)
To see who’s best
(Why?)
But you’re happy just to be like the rest
You want to stand
On your own
But your purpose was established at your birth

With things you hear, there’s something wrong
But you stand and let it pass
Because perhaps if you can drink enough
You’ll find some beauty in the trash

Deep inside you know it’s true
Your soul is still intact
Don’t be a sponge for rotting thoughts
Take that world back