It appears as though you have a voice
But it’s just a wall to scream at
Give them a platform
And they will talk over each other
Unable to agree on the bigger picture
Give them a mirror
And they will remain silent and transfixed
By painting their own portrait
To resemble an activist
You sure put the ‘act’ into political action
And while you talk about change
You don’t make it happen
Trapped inside the venting system
Losing the steam required to gain real momentum
It appears as though you have a voice
But it’s just a wall to scream at
Instead we argue within the microcosm
Trading all our information
For filters and a podium
Stop carrying that square blanket
You’re so easily distracted
Scrolling and scrolling
But never scratching the surface
Of how much freedom we sacrifice
When we pour ourselves into a device
Just to hold the bragging rights
We pale against the unnatural light
Of a screen the sucks up most of our lives
So invested, yet so dissatisfied
If you mean what you say
Then step away from stage
Use the voice that cannot be wiped
If you mean what you say
Then step away from the stage
Lose the voice that’s frustratedly typed
Walk away from your image
And take it outside