imagine pushing yourself to be the best you can be in the eyes of another but never meeting whom you really are

imagine hushing yourself to be the best you can be in the sight of another but never greeting whom you really are

imagine hurting yourself to be the best you can be in the mirror of an idiot but never getting to enjoy your life

What comedy are we in?

imagine punishing yourself to be the best you can be in the rule-book of a lost child

imagine locking yourself up to be the best you can be in the dogma of a religion

imagine looking yourself into pain to be the best you can be in the eyes of the ‘profession’ that’s meant to be there to help us

What tragedy are we in?

imagine giving up everyone’s opinions and just having now to relish

imagine giving up everyone’s expectations and just having here to play

imagine giving up everyone’s pains and just having integrity

What legacy are we in?

i used to copy my peers to get the ‘i fit in’ badge but now i just blend in with here and now

i used to copy my parents to get the ‘i pleased you’ badge but now i just relax into the moment

i used to copy stress-heads to get the ‘i fixed us’ badge but now i just dance

om sha ba la om

om