Were all the same

The truth must come forth one day,

whose to say it's the right way?

we search for religion to seek what we really are.

even though the answer isn't too far.

We find some one or something to praise,

after awhile all the prayers become a haze.

Is someone answering them, or are we finding the answer our self?

Being one with nature,

conjuring in this life as one with nature.

be free, that's what was meant to be.

but humanity took it for granted.

created things to where they became slanted.

Putting other humans higher.

they wouldn't be higher if it weren't for us,

but even black brown or white no one should be at the end of the bus.

were all the same, looking for the same thing.

Who we are.