Why Not

It seems that every time I try to do something different

I seem to catch the eyes of the ignorant and incoherent

I'm fearing that what I'm hearing might actually come to be

but moving on I can not let reality get the best of me

have to be strong when I do this thing, show that I can do this thing

and show myself and no one else exactly what it is I bring

saying fuck the haters while I'm flicking off reality

reality's the one that turned compassion to brutality

reality's the one that gave your dreams a fatality

reality's the one that made you favor normality

my mentality is that of broader musicality

feel the music charge my soul with passion and vitality

I'ld rather be working on some lyrics and some tracks

then sitting in an office bored with papers getting stacked

I mean really who wouldn't but the fact is they couldn't

cuz they never took advantage of the time that they put in

so fuck it, i'ld rather not make it then never try

looking back saying the same word why