They say

They say this, they say that,
stick to the facts,
lost and stuttering on the fine line,
drunk and it is wine time,
on the interstate I look at the lights,
stare at a blaze of zombies,
following and never looking,
moving through the rush our,
invisible chains have so much power,
the hunger of the dollar has devoured,

They say this, they say that,
I say think,
they say, just go with it,
run to the horizon,
brainwashed by the television screen flashing,
masking the hate, the insecurities inflate,
like a balloon, the ego blooms,

But I stay still, abstain from porn,
because it distorts, but reality is all about perception,
sit with me and meditate, enter inception,
no need for judges or evaluations,
no speculations,
no labelling,
no non sense,

I am just the common man,
walking and thinking,
realizing the prison he is in,
but not prisoned within,
ready to give up every philosophy,
ready to delete his history,
carving through the sky my story,

I am the author,
so I chose, but I am doomed to chose,
are we just in a circle,
how can I reach you if you are in a bubble,
I cross the lines, leap from the clouds to walk
in the rubble,