you know the type?,
tell you how to life your life,
but hows theirs lookin?…
Im just tryin to find whats true,
wonderin what Im supposed to do,
and just between me and you
i dont believe in secrets…
and to be honest
it’s hard to be real
with anyone but myself,
don’t need no self help,
just self motivation,
acoustic instrumentation
and security from Annihilation..
thought i was done but i aint,
thought i could quit but i can’t,
gotta get these things off my chest,
lies, injustice, hate
and all the rest,
what are we doing
with this planet we share,
why doesnt anyone
act like they care,
take a second to ask
what you know is real,
when you figure it out
let me know how you feel,
too many people
not enough love,
moral integrity?
whats it made of?
love and truth,
beauty and freedom,
faith and hope
do we really need em?
they bring suffering
and disillusioned youth
and I can’t help but wonder…
if ideals aren’t popular illusions?…
neatly packaged and sold as truth
im just plain sick,
people think they understand
but they don’t,
I try to let them be,
but they can’t stand me…
they tell me to change but i WONT
Reflections on Resonance 
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