Change 

 

What a night 

changed my whole perspective 

tiny square piece of paper

dissolves on my tongue 

hours of deep thought 

time filled with colors and laughter 

the world is big 

mean 

unforgiving 

I’m just a kid 

someday I’ll have to wear a suit like my pop 

pay the tax man 

vote 

stand the picket line 

I just wanna get laid 

drink beer 

score a touchdown 

before that night I was those thoughts

after I wanted to be different 

different music

different goals 

different women 

the chemicals changed my world 

for the better I think 

a more expanded way of thinking 

perhaps the white picket fence is boring 

washed up 

square 

Sitting in a field at 3 am 

never wanting the night to end 

looking at my skin 

feeling the life inside the grass 

the wind 

the moon 

the heartbeat of the earth 

I’m not in Kansas anymore 

I don’t wanna be 

I’m not afraid of this brain exercise 

what a trip 

what a night 

what a world