Wake up people from this American dream,
The alarm clock is ringing
it's screaming in our ears
you hit the snooze,
going back to sleep
Because reality is a nightmare
and you're scared
you prefer sweet lullaby over
harshness and swears.
I know it's a lot to bear
I truly understand,
but you're biting me
as I'm lending you my hand.
You're comfortable as a sheep
and me, little bo peep runs around
keeping you away from wolves
who bite, bite hard and deep!
All you do is bah bah bah
and push me away, you like this comfort
but this world isn't a comfortable place
it's time you face the truth,
humanity is a disgrace.
rub the haze from your eyes,
you might see what I see
more clearly, and all the lies
we're forced to live.
Yet you still insist conspiracies is
just a theory, but that's just it,
fiction is our politics
little do you know, it is our reality.
Distracted by ads, TV and more
the covergirl magazine galore.
while education is all a big bore.
Eye witness news stare us down
you wouldn't dare to tell em we're not clowns
How much can one person do?
If the mass won't move, I haven't got a clue.
As horror after horror makes it's way
and politicians rehearsed what to say
"security is threatened, danger is in the midst"
the snakelike authority gathered, hiss.
I'm on the edge, I'm at the brink,
I don't want to live in this world,
and you still think I'm sarcastic.
I question, when will you see
change to be necessary?
when will you see
we need to take action?
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I was in Girl Scouts for two years (ages 16-18) and was working on my gold award, which involves taking on an issue you care about and making a difference. Long story short, I chose to tackle a pretty difficult issue: the education system. The people higher up were such a pain, and I ended up doing a lot less than I set out to do. I feel like such a failure for that
On top of that, although I technically completed my project. (I still ended up fulfilling the 80+ hours required), it turns out I was supposed to sell cookies as part of the requirement. I don't know about you, but I find that really corrupt because what does raising money for girl scout has to do with my project for SCHOOLS?
Besides, I wasn't notified about this requirement until the week before it was due, and selling cookie season was long over and done with. So I ended up not getting the award, it's not on record, but I still did all the work. I'm okay with that, I realize refusing to give me a paper that says I worked hard, doesn't take away from my hard work. I don't need the recognition anymore
It was a terrible experience but I learned a lot from it I guess, and it's how I developed a lot of the points I made in the poem above. It was during that time period as a whole, that I started thinking even more about things. I questioned the way things are, more since then.
I was disappointed at the authority figures, but I was also disappointed in the people who are so unaware sometimes, and therefore were a bit unsupportive because they just didn't understand me or my project.
PS: I don't believe in ALL conspiracy theories
Just certain ones. Even those are questionable, everything is.
We need a revolution.