Ain't It Crazy
Ain’t it crazy?
The rules of our being is defined behind a screen
Deserted morals to a media that intrigues
Prisoners of consumerism, caged behind bars of sublimity
Worshipping fashion, trends, and celebrities as if they were deities
Ain’t it crazy?
Keenly submerging in war against impoverished countries
Yet telling children that violence is never a key
Hypocrisy of our very own words, our very own beliefs
Anticipating a generation of peace, living in a battleground society
Ain’t it crazy?
Hatred is like the oxygen we breathe
It lingers through our senses, too subconscious to see
Racism, sexism, prejudice is an everyday entity
Just because there isn’t a sign segregating public facilities
Doesn’t mean discrimination has subsided in its disgusting prosperity
As we get older, hatred comes to us almost naturally
We’ve been programmed to judge others as if it came to us biologically
Ain’t it crazy?
Look into a child’s eye and you can see the limitless imagination
Disguised behind innocence, but we misunderstand it as naivety
A beautiful unbound world of endless creativity
Only to be taken away by the misfortune we call growing up
Merely to encounter that having an imagination in this world equals negativity
Why? Because that means actually standing out in a nation so used to conformity
Ain’t it crazy?
How you can lose yourself everyday
Lost in what people, the media, and what the world have to say
Thoughts and judgments of others can shape you to feel this way
Brainwashed to believe in society’s evil games
A lost soul is what we collectively create
Of something so innocent
Potential so great
Ain’t it crazy?