Everybody

Everybody's got their passion
Everybody's got a disease
Everyone knows what they're doin' here

Everyone but me

I ain't the one fallin' in love

With video-game arcades

I won't walk down the street

Beggin' for money like a slave

Is my reason too big to get yet?

Am I really living in vain?

I can't stand the way you're living

But I love you just the same

A woman lives on the street

Claims she's got a job to do

I let her sing her soul and

Share a poem, damn she's

Good at what she do

But she measures her passion in money

I sure as hell ain't gonna give her dat

When she gives me this:

A lover I knew died today

She left me far behind

But the dead are not lonely

When we all change our minds

We leave pieces of ourselves behind

In broken cracks along the road

Trying to hold yourself together will

Get you left alone

Everybody's got a dream to live

Whether they obey it or not

We are here, one life, that's it

No time to feel alone.

She guesses my thoughts:

Is feeling useless?

Or to miss the F-word?

Friend.

She points to people sitin' at the bar acting
To know the meaning of such a thing

We all got shit goin on
I mean the S-word.

Sex.

Now that I've got your attention

I'll say it comes and goes with passion.
P-words. I can name a few

Smile lady this ones for you

Get on the mic and accomplish your dream

It's what you were destined to do

It's too late to change mine in time for

A dreamers destination

I watch as they catch what she leaves in the cracks

By wearing a soul on her sleeves

But who picks up the slack when

Dreams don’t make math?

I’m counting on wrinkle release

A cat has nine lives

Better try and get it right

Or face forever’s last night

N-word.

NOT NICE.

Did you find your passion yet?

Lemme check my back pocket.

Oh there’s that P-word again.

Peace.

Can we make it?

Stop—

Disappearing.

Check it.