Different shades and different styles
Is the mask you’re wearing really worthwhile
What is it you’re truly hiding away
What is it that you’re afraid of today

Are the thoughts you wish to see excel
Being smothered away because you don’t want to tell
Is the change you want to see
Something you’re keeping to yourself instead of letting it be free

What needs to happen to make you feel secure
To make you feel the voice you have can mature
To be something that can help influence the right progress
What experience needs to take place for you to want that success

If you’re contemplating many ideas, why not share
Allow yourself to show that you care
Life isn’t fair, but we’re meant to help improve situations
So don’t hide away with silence or doubt being a destination


Pleasure or Pressure

What do you feel most, pleasure or pressure
Do you seek more pleasure to ease the pressure
Are you feeling pressure to get pleasure
Where enlies your mindset, your true treasure

Various surroundings persuading us to do one thing
While other forces try to control us through brainwashing
Our perceptions alter with each experience
As we live each day with the world becoming more delirious

Is there any room for pleasure while under pressure
Responsibilities mounting up as you try to endure
The pressure upon your shoulders to move forward
Is the pleasure you’re seeking something really to look toward

With every action there is a reaction
With every pro there is a con
As you depict the different definitions
Is your life an accurate reflection


Complexion and perception are unusual characteristics
Thoughts that drive the emotions of differing logistics
No matter how hard you may try you feel inept inside
Struggling with how you view the image you portray on the outside

Some of us don’t cut ourselves any slack
Expecting perfection when nobody else even has that
Utilizing every chance to enhance certain aspects
Rather than giving ourselves an ounce of self respect

Fighting with our own views
In such ways that others have no clue
None of this should come as news
Since we’ve all suffered a pinch of the blues

For some reason many times compliments fall to the wayside
Due to the sheer amount of disbelief someone holds in tough times
We’re all in some way shape or form tied together with experiences
Since everyone has encountered judgments that were serious

What we see in the mirror is made up of more than just that image
There are far greater explanations and sensations that produce the vision
Everyone reacts differently to what it is they see
Considering we all think and operate uniquely

How it is we react and contemplate
Will determine what kind of life we create
Each moment introduces a new opportunity
With the future waiting patiently

What will we do differently
Does change even need to happen, not necessarily
The context with which you view is up to you
Just don’t hesitate to be something great by missing the lessons of what you’ve gone through


An element of stress can make life a mess
So where do you let your thoughts invest
An element of stress can make life a mess
So where is it you look when you face a test

All sorts of options these days
Many people though get lead astray
How is it they allow constant dismay
To dictate what it is they then say

So many mistakes lead to heartache
Causing many minds to simply break
Not everyone is gifted a fair shake
As the foundation they stand on begins to quake

There’s only one form of solid truth
That many decide to ignore from their youth
It’s sad to see how that results in regrets
Leading to a life they wish they could forget

An element of stress can make life a mess
So where do you let your thoughts invest
An element of stress can make life a mess
So where is it you look when you face a test


Trick or treat, I know it’s not Halloween
But with the fake personalities around it fits the scene
You act as if you’re happy for me
However solely focus on the income of money

I just don’t see where that is a big deal
Which is why I have a different definition of real
If this life ultimately comes to an end
Why the need to sit around and play pretend

I understand that the flow of currency runs things
But if you claim that we’re heavenly
What difference does it make since we’re just passing through
The influence I have is what will leave an impact in what I do

So it isn’t about how much somebody makes
Focusing on that is guaranteed to drown you in mistakes
Lust after money is where corruption builds
Look at the greed that has tainted this world

Time and time again we’ve seen aches and pains
All caused by the desires of others to achieve a gain
So you can take that message up out of my face
I don’t care to hear another comment about monetary rates


I got an anonymous tip to flip the script
Just when I thought I was done with this
I tried to ignore the signs and ignore the call
But the rhymes kept ringing with more messages to all

Many perceive but don’t believe
When can we all just experience some harmony
The perspective is alarming over various things
Don’t you too want to see the end of these sufferings

Get away from the color schemes and realize
Even with different shapes and size
We can avoid the lies to observe with our eyes
That the conclusion is we’re all human on the inside

Open your mind and let it flow in
The happier you are the more others can grin
A world filled with sin, nobody will win
That’s obvious truth no matter what country you’re in


If I told you that you’re unique
Would you actually believe me
Or argue that you’re one of many
Nothing special just an object of reality

Purpose escapes the minds of many souls
They let themselves fade never setting any goals
Caught up in certain movements that produce pain
Never allowing themselves to learn about gains

Color doesn’t define existence
But many associate differences
We classify our pets by one commonality
But for some reason don’t do the same for humanity

Hair and eyes have different shades
But still get classified in the same way
When skin color comes into effect
That’s where things are less than perfect

If someone were to tan or bleach, what does that change
The answer is nothing because their human all the same
Look at blood transfusions and organ donations
Race doesn’t occupy the label since it’s a human destination

We’re all the same much like cats and dogs
Amongst ourselves we can reproduce and communicate dialogue
No matter the nationality or ethnicity
The fact remains we’re all the race of humanity

Lies occupy the messages we’ve seen
Which is why many relationships aren’t clean
Tensions have built amongst the populace
Which is why we need to negate the injustice


The world is going down
Yeah…. Woah….
The world is going down
Yeah…. Woah….
The world is going down

All these redefined meanings
Everyone thinks they think correctly
Long ago are the days of connecting
Where we could celebrate uniting

The treasured moments go unnoticed
With bad things happening being the main focus
Constant tragedy occurring with no particular motive
Where have the thoughts gone that had love as the primary component

The world is going down
Yeah…. Woah…
The world is going down
Yeah… Woah…
The world is going down


My mind is twisted in several directions
There’s no map that can navigate the connections
GPS doesn’t work despite the electricity
I’m all about the realness not the technologies

0 to 100 real quick, I don’t have time to notice distraction
I’m caught up on the next best thing no time for relaxin’
With each line that gets written
I’m on to the next ten as if it’s a fresh beginnin’

You want a place to reside that’s a wild ride
You’re always welcome here if you hear
Because I’m sure these sound waves
Will be the only way we’ll communicate

Unless you want to read at your own speed
While I’m stuck in my thoughts goin’ mach 3
Intelligently defending the freedoms we’re seeming to lose
While the majority sit back stranded on the cruise

I don’t want to sit and wait until I’m irrelevant
May as well put some ripples in the water to fight it
A couple drops of gasoline to ignite it
While the rest take a rest despite it

Peeling away our flesh one layer at a time
Programming our minds like we’re robotic kind
Well I have news, you still have rights to choose
Choices to make that can influence what others do

Round and round we go like a carousel
Have the times actually changed, not from what I can tell
There’s always been a Heaven and a Hell
With the Devil wreaking havoc tryin’ to lock us up in a cell


Hesitant in these times to seek connection
House arrest to avoid the rest of the situation
Holding back despite the avenues of society
Because I’d rather just have my privacy

Too many want the things I don’t condone
Which is why I’ll never have a family of my own

The precipice of extinction is upon us
An over sexualized culture isn’t a plus
You say it’s part of simple humanity
To have that need of embracing sexuality

Too many want the things I don’t condone
Which is why I’ll never have a family of my own

Sending pictures and text over the phone
The cheat percentage is up all over the globe
Some want what is right, but do what is wrong
Then wonder why it feels as if they don’t belong

Too many want the things I don’t condone
Which is why I’ll never have a family of my own
As sad as you may think that is to say
The fact remains there just isn’t a match out there these days

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