mind on wonder

In my child age I would look at the world
tears would drop to the tip of my nose
such a beautiful place ruined so easy
by ones knowledge, when it becomes their prisoner
how passion of winning could drive one to take ones living
how my history class gave me so much knowledge of slavery
yet again so little reasoning behind the acts of slavery
and i ask the man inside the child
was it war or an act of organised cold robbery
but who knows
 
I've always had the need to have money
wondered how it would feel like with all that power
living proof of untouchable,the man above the law
is it success or fame
could it be what some refer to when they use term destiny
sometimes it drives some so fast to see love left behind
They even sacrifice their heart and mind
but who minds
living in hell some becomes devil's doubles
Prada dressers,Maybach dreamers to Lamborghini angels
 
Now i just lay back
and lay back till the clock's hour hand moves forward
with my pen and paper yet nothing in mind to write
tired of the thoughts in my head 'should i try hard to shine'
but its hard to write fake songs just to enter the hall of fame
radio songs now so shallow,it's impossible for me to follow
they even ruined youth  
now they smoking weed before their mind can ripen
but who minds
since we finally free doors open for mind slavery
New world order, all minds chained close together
 
...I'm staying out
Never blending in but standing out