What Would I Change
What Would I Change
Which way does your world turn?
North? South? East? Maybe West….
Mine…
Well it turns every which way
It turns when I wake up in the morning and I realize that it’s not all a dream like Biggie said it would be
Sometimes my words are confungled when I wake up because I don’t understand why I sit in the mess that I sit in
You ask what I would I change..
Most would say that they would solve world hunger, or even end the war.
But I say we change our selves,
It starts where the heart is
It starts at the place we call home
It starts where we lay our heads at night
Change only comes when one is fed up
Change is something we bare like shackles
So you ask me what will I change..
I say my self
You ask me what I would change
I would say the person inside of me that yells ignorant things
You ask me what I want to change
I want to change the way people see me when I walk down the street
I want to change people’s perspectives, people’s stereotypes.
Not because I am African American
Not because I am a female
But because we are human beings
Change only comes when one wants it that much
Change lurks at the bottom of everyone’s soul
It cries for help, it cries to be released from its shackles and its bonds.
Change…
Is something that cannot be televised?
They said the revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
But I disagree
Because when we do decide to unshackle change
When we do decide to change ourselves
Then, then will I sleep peacefully in my bed
Then will I know that change is worth something
But who am I to judge the person who doesn’t want change
Who am I when I say we should change
I’m not the head commander and chief
I don’t pay a bill
I don’t have kids
Who am I but a teenager?
Waiting for something better
Waiting…..
For change