Cruisin'

Lost in my head, where'd I get my point of view?
parents? friends? the news? muse's interviews?
The more places I go the more I'm confused 
About what's wrong, right and ultimately the truth
What things mean to me don't mean that to them
Religion, ethics, values, all from a manger in Bethlehem
God must've been bored to have so many pseudonyms
Everything's arbitrary like a dream deep inside of REM
Open your eyes, can't you see it's all just a game
Oh to see through it all is sweeter than aspartame
go ahead, tell me, I'd love to know your stage name?
And how you cope with your self-inflicted shame?
tell me more, tell me who you'd like to become
let me guess, it's based on making an income?
I already graduated but I'm far from an alum
one thing I know is there are few rules of thumb
No sir no, mostly just rules of succumb
Motivations rooted in whispered expectations
Force fed sedations disguised as occupations
Answers to questions with no explanations
Confirmation biases, no need for citations
You're scared to die? I thought you had salvation?
So reincarnate me into anything's offspring
I'll make figure 8's thru infinity like tying shoe strings
Because it's hard goin' home after seein' some things
Like so many people without homes or any things
Or students who walk an hour round trip to school
While we argue over who can use whose stool
Maybe it's Groundhog Day or always April Fools'
I just wish we hadn't forgot Preschool's Golden Rule
I'm withdrew yet in tune, I'm pro-world view
I'm anti-GoPro, pro-Go, just choose and do
Because literally you have nothing to lose 
Maybe this is just a case of a realist's blues
Regardless, I'll be smilin' on this amusing cruise

Copyright © Zachary Alvstad | Year Posted 2016

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