Image Conscious

I don't want to subscribe to the magazine you're selling

I'm just not into all that negativity you're pushing 

I don't want to hear your empty rage and yelling 

just like oil from a well you just keep on gushing 

I'm tired of hearing about the injustices done to you

when most of the time you were behind it

you speak about things you've lost and not the things you have won

well why don't you go out and try to find them

life ain’t really treated you so bad

you were too busy looking down

just think of all the good things you could of had

your white light of hope has always been dark brown
you’ve always worn a frown

you’re full of anger and been a misanthrope

saying that the world is against you

I don’t believe what you say

you’re tangled up in cobalt blue

look up at the sky once in a while

feel the sun on your back and the wind in your hair

you might just crack a smile

maybe you just shouldn’t care

your image has been so important in your little world 

you always worry on those people you think doubt you

concerned with every look and every perfect curl

the reality is they don't even think about you