The World's Too Fast (read me quickly)!

I don't know where to start
Because I've got to much to say
The world is spinning to fast for my head
to even begin to comprehend
so where do i go now
and where do I turn
cause the world keeps spinning
no matter how fast you learn
there's always more
more for you to absorb
my mind's like a sponge
that can't hold anymore
and the words just come out
like a bottle of water
or beer from a tap
first frothy and full of air
that condenses on the spot
and the world is flat
but the world is round
and the world keeps on spinning
and turning around
just like the dancers I see
on stage and tv
wherever i go 
they're there still spinning
like colorful tops
that don't know how to stop
they keep turning and twirling
because there isn't anything 
better to do
than to spin to the beat
that's drummed into you
your heartbeat or headthump
whatever you call it
there's always a rhythm
for you to fall into
and tap your foot 
and type with your fingers
to move with the rhythm 
that moves in you
and there's too many words
and I'm so sick of writing
there're too many stories
and problems and dreams
to fit on one page or paragraph or theme
and i know there's not sense
in what i'm writing right now
but that's how my mind works
as it cranks out the shit 
i say everyday
hoping for someone 
to hear what i say 
and not take it for granted
it's all of my heart
all of my soul
that i write on this keyboard
of black and white letters
why are they white?
nothing's pure
nothing's polarized
so stop with the opposites
I've learned that there's always 
some kind of grey area 
that occupies both the 
"True" and the "False"
and the "Right" and the "Wrong"
nothing is definite, 
written in stone
'cause the world keeps turning
and spinning and changing
and everyone knows 
that nothing that glitters
is ever gold
except the ads that 
we see every day
that draw us into some belief 
that what they imply is totally true
and we know that they're lying
but we listen anyways
because without the money
nobody pays
so we live with 
our complaints
and our pains
and our aches
'cause "someone has it worse"
so we're all in the green
but if we were always content
with what we are given
and just how we live
then where would science be today
or anything knowledge-based
really, we know
that the reason we complain
and fight everyday
is because we hope
it will get better 
if we only try harder
and give it a go 
not give it a rest
and don't sleep
'till you drop
cause you can't take 
any more failure
for such little success 
and this is why 
99% of people are average
'cause they stop caring
and fighting 
and trying
and crying through it all
but those who succeed
will remember their fall
because everyone struggles 
and everyone cries
it's only those that
pick themselves up again
brush themselves off 
that will keep up 
with the world 
with it's turning 
and spinning 
and twirling
those are the dancers
that have found their rhythm
after missing a beat,
falling and bawling
and gluing back together
their shattered dancing feet