But I cant seem to see
Well enough to identify
Where the problem lies.
A veil of propaganda drapes across
My eyes
And whispers lies into my ear,
So loud that I cant hear the screams of those
Around me, the suffering that surrounds me
And this cataclysm of materialism pounds against me,
Which really quite offends me.
I am myself, I am me, I equals I.
I was never in the navy.
I don�t know who the hell these men are
That everyone else seems to know
And feel they must show
The world that they have more friends.
It is time to end this craze,
Wipe the haze from our eyes,
Before true feeling, inner healing,
Goes legs up and dies.
How can one say one loves
When one hates oneself so much
That one wants to be like any other?
One way or another, this revolution must stop,
This execution of self-esteem,
there is no �I� in this team,
Because I will not be bought,
And I will not buy what cannot be fought for.
I will not try make you like me.
The clothes I wear or my new pair of Nike�s should not label Me.
I am Me. I equals I.
I don�t care what you think about me
Because you don�t care about yourself.
You don�t take care of you
You don�t appreciate the things that you COULD do
And the lengths you COULD go to
And the potential you WONT live up to
Because you are not yourself.
You just try to be like everyone else.
I do what I want, tell jokes and laugh at myself,
The books on my shelf, or my status of wealth,
Do not label me like you do.
Only you decide how to react to me
Because everything is on track in me
I am me.
