What's Next?

Where is this lost world heading

Can I rise up and help with Fixing the direction

Know that I can stand bold as a Man

And approach every soul with The hold of a hand

But the closer I am to the goal That I have

Is the closer I get to it stolen Again

When I throw my intent I am Froze on the fence

And I hope that I don't go over The edge

I get told to condemn but I know To repent

So I go to the old cold shoulder My friend

Can't flow with the rest when the Globe is a mess

Gotta flow with the best more The older I get