Guilty by Disassociation

"The world is at my fingertips"
the thought is easy on the lips.
But why is it, that a guy like me,
is at war with his inadequacy?

I am loving, and I am kind,
living proof that love ain't blind.
I am thoughtful, and sincere,
but always victim to my fear.

I am respectful, and polite,
but things never turn out right.
I am funny, and reliable too,
but it seems that "I" just "wont do".

My values seem to be outdated,
the world is sedated, and I'm frustrated.

Because...

The world is in a selfish box,
influencing sheeple by the flocks.
They tell you how you should look,
with supermodels on every book.
They tell you how to dress at night,
and what to look for in Mr(s). Right.
They say you are not good enough,
and that life can never be that rough.
They judge you from their golden thrones,
as ignorance reigns and tyranny hones.

Well, I am sick of this tired song,
I have always wanted to just "belong".
But if the world is to be like this,
with blissful ignorance...lacking the bliss...
I feel that I can never be proud,
of all the idiocy that is allowed.

I must walk my path, and walk it alone,
I will have figure it out on my own.

But its a whole lot better "just" being me,
for I can make the boast, that my mind is free.