Everyone’s waiting, wondering, but impatiently anxious
By choice? Options fading, skating away the fears worked into the conscience
“No worries, no worries, everything goes as it should be”
Tell that to the enslaved, talk that shit to history.
Yeah, working towards a goal has been a common theme
But hate and backwards thinking, always a recurring scheme
No way will I fall, painstakingly I stand still watching time
Knowing I am so small, I have little impact with this rhyme
Does doing nothing make it better? Not knowing my future path?
Lax people don’t flatter, regardless of equations we still gotta do the math
Continuing on and letting words flow without choosing the phrases
Doesn’t mean you know the whole story though, but why let your life pass in phases
Unchosen, without any control, motivation can give some light to it
Frozen we provide nothing, a bystander is no hero “fighting fit”
Nothing may mean anything, but why choose to be unforgiving
Advancing another’s or springing to action an idea could be found fulfilling
Even in low circumstance, unknowing chatter with strangers
New ideas and open hearts fill space, give glow to dark nights of dangers
Could be someone next door, your own family or pet
Maybe a life of a poor, someone you’ve never even met
But to put forth motive, to continue to work for your values at the core
Including others, deciding to give, it inspires the world that much more
And maybe existence is only a strand of an endless timeline’s pace
But why allow for such a life to end without feeling like you’ve improved the human race?
Delete any reservations from your own condensed speech
Forget the limitless vacation of passing moments, live with purpose and reach.