I hate that I’m a Virgo
I’m hidden in a dark hole
With depth like the blue sea
but all you see is charcoal
I don’t wanna be a flag pole
I’d like to be a flag tho
Free-er than a lost soul
Wherever that I go
I don’t wanna come home
home to my own mind
Thinking like I’m Einstein
When everything is all fine
Who gave you the power
to blow like a turbine?
While I remain a robot
or a shame preserving mime
Out of Site but still in line
You ask a penny for my thoughts
And I may request a dime.
You wanna know what I’ll say?
Probably what they all do…
I’ll describe my views
but decrease the volume
Toning down my passion
So that I don’t appall you
Diminishing the value
Of the picture that I drew
Now your doubting my truth
Thinking that im basic
cuz I failed to give you Lasic
So your blind to the matrix
That I see from my spaceship