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Wish I Said Something Earlier


Never had to talk and never wanted to talk Had any problems, kept them to myself Problems with myself, the surrounding, our world, key and lock But I can’t handle this and no one else will tell That for some reason the mind set of our nation Seems to have lost hold on the current situations And each of us are letting this slip by Giving little care and letting our ideas die We need to form and build on new motivation But it seems like no one is really listening For those who want to voice their mind Only few have given them their time I want to stop everyone and have them confined So that their attention can be redirected From their televisions and iphones To the small voices that never seem to leave home I see you all with your slipping eyelids Thinking such change can’t come from just kids Old, young, straight, gay, black, yellow, white To have actionable change, we need a change of mind And I have this powerful sensation That makes me want to move a nation But inside me grows this fear That people just won’t care That they’ll ridicule me That they’ll think they’re funny Like no one in this world should understand me But those funny boys don’t realize I’m hurting All I need is a hand to say, “Hey, I’m listening.” Are you listening? Are you listening? Do I finally have your attention?
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