Lyrical Spiritual 47.

Hey. Hi. What's Up? What's Going On?

Nothing much than reading headlines from my cell phone.

Scrolling up and down the screen for what I missed when my eyes shut.

Alarm blaring in the back, guess it's time to get up.

Another day, another opportunity. That's a blessing.

Now to mold that into a message worth spreading.

What can I do? Anything.

Where can I go? Anywhere.

Look at the chains. Not the pretty ones hanging from your neck.

Talkin' about those mental ones that have you strangled on the deck.

The more you move, the stronger the grip holds.

But what can I do? Break the mold.

I'm not strong enough...welp guess your permanent location is here.

Wishing for a new start but no courage to hit start.

Now your trapped in a personal hell with no exit.

Locked down to the ground, looking up with a prayer to just make it.

There’s warfare in progress. The battleground is in your cranium.

Mental grenades going BANG BANG! POW! POW! against faulty titanium.

Who will win this battle? Your dreams or fears?

Can you picture yourself smiling or forever sulking in tears?

Well you have a chance to unlock these chains.

The opportunity to discover new roads or stay in the lane.

You keep talking on the speak-phone that you want to commit to change.

Unlock. You’re On The Clock. Let’s See This New Change.

Cheers!