Unchanged

Nothing bleeds worse from the hand than ink
Nothing ever ceases even when the eye of the storm is aloft
And no matter how many times we see injustice
No matter how times we create injustice
We tear a nation, a culture, a society down wall by wall
Brick by brick, stick by stick
Words break the soul, while bones grow cold
It gets old, it gets complicated
The only simple thing in life is a thought
The only reason to ever try is to learn what it means to fall
Running from truth
Chasing after the life
Caught up between 6 strings
The mind flows from this keyboard attached to the heart
In the beginning, in the end
In the middle is what counts
The middle is when you float
The middle is when you fly
But the higher up in the sky
The lower you’ll stoop to dive
Frustrations let them go
Emotions let them flow
Danger is the only thing to know
But looking for the new
In search of something new
Trying to find you
Trying to be you
Trying to see you for you
It happens once, twice, three times and even a fourth
The cause for the cause
The blame for the shame
All that is done is done in vain
And yet it’s going to take the travel of planes and trains
To create a new name
To create a new face
And all you’ll ever find is the same you
A familiar face, unchanged.