Stand Up

I’m sick of this bullshit that most people use as fuel
I’d rather be called crazy than played as a fool
What wouldn’t I give if it meant freedom?
Most people wouldn’t walk this path, but I’ve got my reasons.

Stand up and feel the fire
Reach out to ignite my heart’s desires
An organ I once thought dead and cold
Now I watch the events unfold.

Stand up; get my ass into gear
I’ll face life head-on and vanquish all my fears
I value actions over words
The unspoken language that can’t be heard.

I’m sick of this bullshit that most people fall for
All the red flags on display, yet people choose to ignore…
…them for the sake of bliss; a blatant attitude of see and dismiss
The human contact of any sort is what I’ll dearly miss.