revolution
Length: 155 words
Summary: Everyone's so afraid.
Everyone’s so afraid
Of dying,
Of changing,
Of being unoriginal
Of being the first
Being a trailblazer is intimidation mixed with liberation
But we’re all going to die in the end, anyway
Just dust and bits of stars,
Our words on some unreadable file somewhere
You’re a hypocrite
I’m a hypocrite
Do we believe in what we write?
What we preach?
Not when no one’s looking.
Hide behind pretty faces and words
But you’re still gonna be judged
I believe
In freedom
In happiness
In being an artist
I’m a radical
Just like everyone else
Popularity is a conspiracy
We’re all so trendy that it’s giving me a headache
Predictability is a consistent theme
And we claim to be anti-establishment
But all we really want is to be liked.
Search your soul and find the devil
Even Satan declared revolution once
And he ended up shackled by fire
In the same way that we’re shackled by structure
And popularity
And predictability
Kerouac and Williams sing ragged urban lullabies
To those poor souls that just want to be different
A cacophony of hope and dreams
Drowned out by failure