X:
I’m young and I’m positive
Two things that I’ve never not been, but
Growing up in a world so cold
It made it hard for a kid to not lose hope--
Am I just a voice for a lost generation?
The ignorance of people taught me to be patient
So be patient, and stay humble
Defeat the hatred, and watch the walls crumble
Don’t let the pain of the world steal your smile
Don’t let the concrete tame what was once wild
I run wild- no borders and no fences
Tobacco in the wind, in all four directions
17 years through obsidian eyes
Sailed across the ocean on meridian lines
To where oblivion lies, shit I'm ahead of my time
I'm just a young fool chasing the sunrise
Is it just me
Or is it this city
Lights have been swallowing me
Who would believe
A beautiful mess
Beautiful mess
Could break free
I guess we’ll see
N:
Damn, what have I become?
There’s a man in the mirror I’ve been tryin’ to run from
Sober- I don’t wanna wait till I get older
Addiction- ‘phetamines are feeding me
An eye phone screen of anxiety
Little boy inside of me is scared
Yeah, but he’s a survivor
Medicated, and hated himself for it
Left home to forage and face God in the forest
Bypass- sorting through the trauma
The loss of the feminine is a lot for momma
I’m guilty of abusing power
Retrieve my soul, I’ve been a coward
Pornagrophy distorted by perception of women
Who’d given into him again and agani
It’s a fucking sickness
Forgive him, he was just a child
Receive him, as he reconciles
Is it just me
Or is it this city
Lights have been swallowing me
Who would believe
A beautiful mess
Beautiful mess
Could break free
I guess we’ll see
X:
Most youth chase nothing, no sense of direction
Pressured to fit into these boxes be perfect in a world of imperfection
We don't celebrate laughter, a greater purpose, or pursuing your passion
And I'm trapped in my mind and the only escape is when I'm on stage rapping
Where your test scores seem to mean more
Than feeling alive and finding out what you breathe for
I feel something missing
My generation should dream more
Broken wings
Broken hearts
Broken world will fall apart
All that I've done is not enough
There's too damn much
I can't control
And I can't let go
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders
I feel the guilt of never getting sober
I feel for you
If never felt love
I feel the pressure of trying to grow up
I feel that blade, I feel the scars
I feel the fear of not knowing who we are
The hate, the love, the tears that we shed
For those that we lost buried with their regrets
And this is deeper than words
Deeper than the depression of the kids in the burbs
The pain of being alive, that shit still hurts
Prescribed by a doctor, but these pills don't work
Overmedicate the youth from East to West Coast
Scars on your wrists, written suicide notes
This is your life to live, not your life to take
I'm sick and tired of the mistakes we make, yeah
Is it just me
Or is it this city
Lights have been swallowing me
Who would believe
A beautiful mess
Beautiful mess
Could break free
I guess we’ll see
S:
The reason we hurt
The reason we die
Humanity has yet to figure out how to speak, to ask why
Judgement, assumption, apathy were impossible to name
They didn’t exist until we allowed ourselves to stray
So far from truth’s story, that we became the afraid
Afraid no more, we will rise to unite
It’ll mean you’ll have dug to the roots of the hurt
We’ll have gone to the depths that we have yet to discover
To humanize the pain that we must intentionally uncover
And you’ll have returned to the surface
This tree growing strong
A new siren in your heart
Humanity will say thank you
