Pretending they do not care
Every little thing those little people do,
Is watched, how do you know that no one's watching you?
Sitting alone in class
Wishing you could be outside in the grass
All those moments you wasted away
You want them back, come what may.
Those people in the square know they're being seen
As if they're on some strange gigantic screen.
Broadcasted across the world like some kind of show
Each one trying to be the best, to glow
Isn't that what we each want?
To have a lot of talents to flaunt?
When will we look for the magic in life?
Everyday we only focus on pain & strife
Life has so much more to give
All that we must do is truly live.
Flowing through the motions
Will only wash you into the oceans
There are so many ways
To fill these crazy days
Little games or treats or joys
Which can help you block out the noise
No sense in wasting your time
On a life that is less than sublime
Stop waiting for your life to start
Do it yourself, follow your heart
Be the one to notice the people in the street
They who are following each & every beat
Without those who stray from the path
We still wouldn't be able to take a bath
Step up, reach out, be alive & feel the magic.
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