Aug 15, 2005 23:52
you shouldn’t have thought so much.
you should’ve known straight off it was a bad hunch.
you got your hopes up so high,
So when you feel like your about to fall, you almost cry.
you sit there in a mad daze,
Face expressionless, hair and eyes all crazed.
From days to days on end,
you think about it until your mind begins to bend.
It's in the air, in the water, it's in the meat
It's indirect, indiscrete, inconsistent, and incomplete.
It is what it means and it is your belief,
It’s your hopes and dreams and everything else that doesn’t concern your grief.
You make plans setting your-self up,
When what you got to do is sit straight and listen up.
Your best bet is motivation right next to concentration,
You got to battle confrontation and exceed your expectation.
Right along with hopes and dreams, it’s all you got,
You can only go so far with how much you bought.
You got to step out into the world and stop hiding,
Put your foot down and spread to the world you tidings.