Prosper, have some sympathy
Courtesy reflects our characteristics of describing ourselves, its who we choose to be
Truthfully I’m having a hard time setting my mind straight
I can’t recognize my own thoughts, my shifting mind frame
Gets me off tract from the path that’s known to accomplish
Conflicts of those and me vanishes all of my common sense
My minds tense, I’m on the other side of the fence of my sanity
Lost with myself adding the rest of all humanity shut this nonsense down
I’ve found myself in my disrupting head trips
What makes me human if life has no problems that I can’t bear with
I feel I’m separated from what we believe
I take no need in our police
Sooner or later our system will fall to its knees
Beliefs, all in one person satisfies