Iâm always making things out to be more than what they really are.
Without questioning, seeking, and changing,
how can we be expected to move too far?
I canât sit content or conditioned by what others may say.
I fight apathy and complacency to hopefully make a dent.
In this I pray.
Pressing forward to open blind eyes.
Looking on to see whatâs deep inside.
Moving closer to first change ourselves,
never willing to abide to this worldâs lies.
No I wonât listen to this worldâs lies.
Sometimes I feel so afraid of what I might be searching for.
Why do I look for an easy way out?
As my failure keeps haunting me the answerâs in my reach.
I wonât give up, I have no doubts in what lies ahead of me.
Moving forward
