Why

I know you have questions about the state of the earth I know your core has been shook I know that your queries are tearing apart your insides I know you don’t understand and neither do I I know you won’t wait for God to save us I know you feel your prayers have gone by unheard I know your voice has been taken from you I know your vote has been taken from you I know, you know that ignorance is not bliss I know you have questions Why are we still on the wrong path? Why are we still not united? Why are we pushing the weak down? Why are we looking to a false crown? Why is life in the ocean disappearing? Why is life on land disappearing? Why are we running out of air? Why am I so fucking terrified? Why can we not see past color? Why are we not beyond gender? Why are all not equal? Who tricked you into thinking that there is a part two? There is no sequel Why are they not telling us about the things that matter? Why do we have to dig to find the truth? How is there still war if we’re smarter today than sixty years ago? Why are we ruining all that is green and blue? And lastly Mirror, mirror, I am blameless When will I be rich and famous? Hocus pocus, you’ve lost your focus Hocus pocus, it’s fame that broke us Hocus pocus, there is no such thing as a deck stacked full of jokers Hocus pocus, they stole your focus If it’s got thorns, it’s not a lotus There’ll be no peace in this world unjust Rich are the few that leave the fight with no cuts But we have no need for billionaires There is no need for billionaires Not present for the kill you swear But everybody fucking saw you there I know, I know, hate nothing but hatred itself But as far as real thoughts go, this hate for you I just can’t help Don’t think I don’t count my blessings, but it’s that kind of joy these vultures invest in Look away, look away, look at all that you’ve got Keep turning your head to the crimes in your blind spot Until you’re left with the only question that matters Mirror, mirror, I am blameless When will I be fucking famous? When will I be famous? When will I be famous?