When you are born,
Your world is so small
Mother’s lap & father’s shoulder
Is all you know of.
And then you grow up
Startled that the business of life is very mean
And before you realize
You are turned into a machine.
While you make money, drink, dance
and chill out
all you hear is noises
and Voices die out.
You don’t even know how long you’ve been pretending
Being a person, you never thought of
So why not once be your innocent self
And damn the showing of
We always portray what we wanna be
We never cherish what we actually are
We become a person of other’s want
And our true self stands far
So being yourself is not that bad
It’s mighty hard I agree
but it may well turn you on
and stand on top and bounce and flee!!!