our anthem

listen...
how often have you found yourself in a place that didnt feel like home?
like whoa...
its not often i wake up and not know where i am
shying high from this earth
like winds singing blues into my ear
i shouldnt be here
so where should i be?
out on the streets where people know my face
cause' hell.
we all look the same.
the same exact style with the same exact music
a piece of wood tied to our feet and a turning system

seconds pass and their eyes keep rollin they say
"hey homie do that trick again."
putting on a show for people it could make their day
this is talent buried in the hearts of millions
something like a religion
worth fighting for
worth dying for

if they dont believe in god they believe in this
im not saying thats a bad thing
its just something their born with
so shatter the streets and carve up this world
wax up the curbs and cut off all skate stops
this world was made for beauty
lets tag it up!
write our names in concrete cement
leave a trace of footprints so that the next ones can follow in

they will know the roots and where it all began
so understand that i am not a failure
i just think differently
you have your wars and i have mine
so pardon me if i seem rude at times
its just ive been lost in this world
and i have yet to be found
i took my skateboard and i skated off to find this earth
my soul hasnt left the ground and if it does
it flys for a little just to come back down
so if im never found
thats ok
just follow my footsteps and see what i see
understand...
the pain
the love
and what it means to bleed
i dont expect you to be like me
i wouldnt want that at all
just know where ive come from
and how far back my roots go
and maybe you will find my soul

if this pain wont leave this world. then i will take this to my grave
for its something ive been slaving over for too long

this is my life.
this is my perfection.
its all i ever want to do.
just follow the map.
and then maybe you will see that everyone has their own world that revolves around them.

and not just me.