Poetry/Music

Going

Chorus:

People say depression is just a life test.
But I am getting tired of it and want to destroy the mold.
I just don't wanna end up like that rest.
I just can't wait for the years of being old.

Because that is when the show is over.
All the decisions been answered and set.
Years already past after being a drover.
But I guess all I would only have left is regret.

So, I need to do what I need while I'm young.
Focus on work, even if it means there is sleepless nights.
While learning to express more of my own tongue.
I just know doing what I am doing will not be an entertaining compilation of highlights.

First Verse:

Working dawn till dusk being a husk standing before only brusk comments that fill the days.
People says I need to be only certain ways, listen to only the abundant pop music everyone plays, and even the opinions on interpersonal conflicts within government, this only cuts me short like pinyons.
I simply don't like things being shoved down my throat like a garrotte, so excuse me as I put on my coat and change the note.
Because the way we are going is leading to everyone bleeding mentally and physically, what we are doing is causing only venally and that is our penalty.
These days are called the dream slaughter caused by the rotter above us all forcing us to drink black water for a starter before kicking us out when we falter.
Just struggling like a pauper that have a proper understanding how the world works, yet feeling like you're lacking the knowledge because you're afraid of college.
But everyone should be able to decide for themselves is what freedom implied, but that's an ideology, because reality provides us with cyanide, and on good days they provide us sulfide.
Because the certain things in life are disappointing, but people are afraid of joining up together to be pointing out the wrongs in what we call life.
Looking at it in a grand scale, certain moments will be considered a fail with things getting stale.

Chorus:

People say depression is just a life test.
But I am getting tired of it and want to destroy the mold.
I just don't wanna end up like that rest.
I just can't wait for the years of being old.

Because that is when the show is over.
All the decisions been answered and set.
Years already past after being a drover.
But I guess all I would only have left is regret.

So, I need to do what I need while I'm young.
Focus on work, even if it means there is sleepless nights.
While learning to express more of my own tongue.
I just know doing what I am doing will not be an entertaining compilation of highlights.

Second Verse:

All we are going to do is keep going, showing that we are growing what we are throwing to neutralize the hate like protozoan.
Doesn't even matter in the end, history repeats itself with a blood splatter serving our sins of today on a silver platter with the people crying like the rain's pitter patter.
But let's not blame the past, let's fix now before we allow our greatest minds take another bow as it is everybody's vow to innovate.
If we stand together against the stormy weather, doesn't matter the different folks as long they stand strong like oak and stroke.
So lower those pitchforks and torches that hold a flame because we are the blame, so we need to focus in again to aim and win the game.
We need just need to focus...no matter the rudeness of the world, you need to see the goodness even when you see the bad.
Doesn't matter if you have some deadbeat dad and going with some sort of fad, see beyond the outer coating because we're not exactly floating angels, I hate to be quoting some gloating religious person, but it is worth for something that deserves noting.
I won't stand before you as some great saint because that carries some weight that I hate, so I accept I am average when stumble and fumble, all I got to do is stay humble with the message.