Afterlife

Under my skin, I'm alive and beating,
But the mind is cold and silent.
With my expression I'm cheating
All those with the purest intent.

Leave me be, I'd live to scream,
But they talk in my ear anyway.
They got their minds in the dreams,
And they ain't coming down today.

They live with that smile on their face,
Not realizing it's ever out of place.
How do we live in this world so cold?
Following orders, doing what we're told.

I'd like to live with my head in the clouds,
Never made to come down.
Because up there it's brighter,
And the air, so much lighter.

The expression I've grown to mold,
Will tell you what to do with your questions.
If there's a feeling you'd like to hold,
Raise your hand, let me give you a suggestion.

Put your hand down and raise your fist,
Now's the time to fight that war.
Stand up and march in line, be the first.
See what the afterlife has in store.