synthetic form

mindlessly follow an object
cause they say its fun
carelessly act out
cause you could always run

close minded
never second thoughts
cover up imperfections
with a synthetic form

and i see clouds floating
passing by
poor me something
i need something
to sleep

i chased a bird
just because  i could
i never ask why
maybe i should

i don't follow down your path
i don't need too

trees only grow where
the asphalt doesn't reach
this grass is up to my knee
and it goes as far as i see

gasp and whispers
they all know
a little secret
but its just a lie
a drity little lie
just something
to perk there pride