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?