Against the Grain

I'll never gain fame
Because I'm not the same
My rhymes aren't shallow or plain
And the message is far from tame
Could call me an outcast or lame
At least my conscience will leave me sane
I'm not calling for cockiness or greed
But for society to become freed
Hopefully plant the seed
To give humanity what it needs

Creativity is declining
As the record labels start signing
The depth of souls I'm mining
While the other hits are whining
And the other stars continue shining
While I cower from the lights in hiding

Since when does entertainment matter more than love?
Have we really lost sight of what matters from above?
Training the youth with endless distractions
And secluding them from interactions
There's no way for me to gain satisfaction
As if nothing I could do can procure a reaction
The shadows of the night are my new refuge
As all the problems mount and become issues
Hoping to fix you, needing tissues cause I miss you
The bondage of vacancy is strong
This journey to freedom shall be long

Creativity is declining
As the record labels start signing
The depth of souls I'm mining
While the other hits are whining
And the other stars continue shining
While I cower from the lights in hiding

I reiterate my truest thoughts
And rationalize what I've been taught
Realizing all I have ever sought is what I've bought
Wondering if I'm heeding my own advice or not

Creativity is declining
As the record labels start signing
The depth of souls I'm mining
While the other hits are whining
And the other stars continue shining
While I cower from the lights in hiding