Give Me the Pen

And so we dress to kid ourselves

Into thinking that we have nothing left

Why can't we just shut up and breathe in the moment?

And then, we undress and please ourselves

At least, that's what we were taught to think

Is this really worth it?

So, they crashed those planes

And we all woke up from the dream

The plot twisted... can it be straightened?

Well, give me the pen

I will write the first sentence

So, should we just move on

Or just wait for something to happen?

Well, then nothing happens

Waiting is just fear of change

You so scared of change, you can feel it

So, you think you can change the way things are?

Well, give me the pen

And I'll write the first sentence

It won't be a thesis or a blank question

It will be in a song and will start out with "and so we dress"

Once the shoe has dropped, it will never stop

The future has been scripted

Can it be revised?

Give me the pen and I'll write the first sentence...

IS THIS REALLY WORTH IT?