Why is it in the face of it all
We let our dreams fly away, pass us by, and fall
Scrutiny, why when society takes our dreams and says it isn't right
We don't take a stand, we don't get up and fight
We all claim we are independent individuals
But we follow what society says like its some crazy ritual
What's wrong with us? It's almost like we don't have a brain
To process the true pain of society's hater rain
They try to soak us, try to absorb in our heads
That what they are saying is the truth; we could not be more mislead
Down a path of mediocrity, a path to nowhere
A path where people just like you only stop and stare
At another fool who's fallen victim to the wrath
Of standards and words of acceptance that they thought they never had
If it was suddenly deemed uncool to breath
For some, its sad to say, their life would leave
They say you're too fat, they say you're too smart
They put you down like its modern art
And they are Picasso forming a perfect picture so
They can be lifted up from their own personal low
But they are all pretentious they are all crack addicts
Gotta lie get high, gotta try to keep at it
Gotta try to keep this temporary feeling from going out like a candle
Because going back to the insecurity and the pain is too much to handle
And while society is chasing a fake prize
One person they put down is struggling to maintain dry eyes
Today its a word to the wise
You need to wake up and realize with your real eyes
That false pretenses of acceptance are nothing to jeopardize
Your dreams, perceptions of reality in the future
For one person, there exists nothing in their future
Tempting is the long rope loop hanging from the ceiling fan
He cries dry tears because life became to much to stand
As he takes his last breath he dreams of being in his prime
Now washed away because he can't turn back the hands of time
Dreams, lost in this land of mediocrity this land of real hypocrisy
This land that has forgotten what it meant to be
Independent, free to think and be what it is we want to be
What I want to see is dreams becoming reality
Tell me how we can respond to the shackles and bonds
Society has on these weak-minded people how can we make them strong?
Dream, lead by example
Shatter the vice grip of society, that should be ample
Dreams should never take a backburner to what society wants for you
Because are you living a life picked by you
Or a life chosen for you that will always remain untrue?
