Mam, This World Ain't For Me...

Mam, 
This world ain't for me,
It's a different dimension so one day I'll be free,
The cracks on this earth are widening, 
There's light shining through and we need to  explore,
Tired of pretending everything is alright when there's wars and the elite are out of sight, 
I seek answers from a world that's built from lying beings, 
I can here angel's knocking, 
Maybe it's time to find myself and open up the door.

Mam, this world ain't for me,
Choking on information and I can't breathe,
Mam, this world ain't for me, 
Is it better to live or better to dream? 
Either way, this world ain't for me...

With leathered animalistic hands they grip and squeeze the scorched rippled sun, 
We're a destructive race, we make soldiers happy with a guilty triggered gun,
Police brutality, starvation, and victims of hate, while murderers, pedophiles and rapists are given three meals a day, 
The system is not broken, it's exactly where they want us, weaponised, monetised living as slaves!

For power and greed they have us living in fear, what has become of our human rights? 
Profiting from war after war, it's not the people that wants, so who do we fight? 
Not each other to create enemies, but to the system that's failed us, 
They own the superstructure but Instead it's the people they crush!

Mam, this world ain't for me,
Choking on information and I can't breathe,
Mam, this world ain't for me, 
Is it better to live or better to dream? 
Either way, this world ain't for me...

The hungry go without a plate, yet all the stolen gold is under the Vatican state, 
Movie stars and sports stars made into millionaires, whilst tiktok influencer's dig your grave, 
From invincible to invisible, humankind is at a crossroads with truth and lies,
Depression and suicide is rising at an alarming rate, when do we question why? 
Schools, prisons, and offices glazed with a false sugar coating of education, reform, and freedom,
Controlled misinformation brings speculation and segregation ,
Who really knows what we're breathing?

A man made manifestation creates drug wars so everybody gets a piece of the pie, 
If the government really cared about us they would sympathise the addict and change, 
Instead, zombies walk the streets with spice and fentanyl, creating a race while media turn face.

Who really cares for us?

Mam, this world ain't for me,
Choking on information and I can't breathe,
Mam, this world ain't for me, 
Is it better to live or better to dream? 
Either way, this world ain't for me...

Do we ever stop to notice the shadowy game they play? 
Do we ever stop to notice the people who are victims of hate? 
Do we ever stop? 
Do we ever stop!

The war on politics is the illusion that we have free will, the choice of change, 
Whereas, they're puppets and the powers at be tell individuals to donate,
All parties in the spider web of profit are funded by the same names.

In a world so big why do we feel so small? 
We can walk so tall yet we can still fall, 
I yearn for change but find it hard,
Have I lost faith in humanity? 
Maybe I need belief again in my heart?

Condemned by savaged martyrs,
From love and free will, 
People are starving,
We can't cheat life just to grow old, 
Instead, 
In mounded soil we are bones in harvest, 
Imaging we're the artist, we paint and sculpt the world in desperation, 
What are we carving? 
A place of hope? 
A place of peace? 
A place of love? 
Are we blinded by distraction and create none of the above?

Is it better to live or better to dream? 
Either way, this world ain't for me...