What makes me tick?

I don't understand your question..

Do you mean what makes me sick?

Oh, what makes me sick is this world that we all fail to mention.

This world makes me queezy.

Everyone pretends that it's all easy.

Like we don't have to struggle and feel pain.

Like life in this world is just a big, fun game.

They make it look like its peaches and cream.

But they don't show when you cry and you scream...

Wondering what you'll do next, or where you'll find your next meal.

They forgot to mention the hardships of this world in the deal.

People come here to pursue their "American Dream"

But did they know that we're not all one big team?

Every man for himself. Stingy with a dollar.

But all everyone see's is a blonde haired, blue eyed man with a bright smile and a white collar.

Children born into this world, not knowing what they're getting into.

Not knowing that opportunity comes with luck, never handed to.

You have to shed blood sweat and tears to get where you have to be.

But you're a child, so everything's good for you, not for me.

When young, we look forward to that day when you can say you're eight teen

They tell you about the freedom and perks.. but not that the world get's mean.

Taxes, jail, responsibility and money that you need to face.

But this world, we're all supposed to just love this place?

Right?

What makes me sick you ask? It's not the world exactly.

It's the giant patch of wool over our eyes, that makes us think that we'll always be happy.

Always have money, own a nice car and have the big giant house.

Let's not forget the 3 kids, a dog and a wonderful spouse.

The world makes me sick because it doesn't show you what's real.

It leaves you down on the floor, fending on your own. Pain is what you'll feel.

Not the happiness that's portrayed on the television.

Making you think that there's no mission..

Making you think that theres no work to be done.

Always thinking about tragedies and saying " i won't be that one"

The world makes me tick, the world makes me sick.

If it was my favorite flavored lollipop, i wouldn't even take a lick.

The hopes that this world gives us, without letting us know that "what-if's"

They have us thinking that poverty is the U.S. is just one of those myths.

So make me un-sick world. show us the real side of things.

I don't want it sugar coated.. you can keep the icing. 

the world is selfish, it's a forever on-going one man battle..

But let's keep pretending that everything's okay.. Here you go innocent baby, here's your rattle.