First we run, then we cry,
come undone before we fly.
Your sister thought she was free.
Your best friend lives in a tree.
You skipped the dance,
didn't you know it was your last chance?
So what about me?
I'm FDA approved, can't you see?
Well now, you're thinking what's next?
If I knew I'd put it in context.
You can shoot the dog but not the owner.
You can leave her but don't disown her.
And what you want to do
can sometimes taunt you
and haunt you
till your last breath.
You hang with monkeys
don't be disturbed
to find you're just another sheep in the herd
cowed into submitting to the absurd
life you always mocked
when young oh how you talked
now you're just another stat
cat. Got your tongue?
The moon is full.
You long for, belong for,
the freedom you knew could be had
when your youthful spirit didn't know how to be sad.
Your heart was free
to beat mightily.
You glimpsed a Divine destiny
then cast your gaze
to where the slaves
choose to graze
never looking past their next meal.
Youthful zeal, quenched by knowledge.
Wild heart chained by a mind filled with do's or don't's
discouraged dreams and unfulfilled hopes.

Man in the moon
one thing he knew
don't get too close
to that earth full of fools......