It follows you home everyday,
It never goes away.
And every time you try to escape,
It’s one step ahead again.
It haunts you in every rhyme;
Every note in every song, and every line in every poem.
Leading you farther and farther away from home;
Deep down the rabbit hole.
It seeps into your veins,
Taints the essence of your soul.
Poisoning your mind all the time;
Blinds your eyes to fit the mould.
So when you go to bed at night,
You dream of high esteems.
But who’s there for those who care in the waking world,
When you can step into the spotlight and go to new extremes?
Sing the blues on stage of
A life you didn’t choose,
Then put on some rose coloured shades.
If happiness is the ignition, collective recognition is the key.
Get money, get paid and get laid; become somebody.
Even the sun casts a shadow.
So what? It still shines.
So go ahead and dream, my friend.
Don’t give into sensationalist headlines.
I’ve been swimming against the stream,
Dreaming a dream;
But I concede in riding the tide
If this is what’ll become of me.
I thought I was alone,
But it’s followed me home.
I thought I knew who we were,
Now I’m just not sure.