The world is really flat
if you say the wrong thing or think
indifferently you will fall off
Like an old pinboard with dull tacks
No one listens to the wise anymore
No one listens at all
We do our own thing and expect
the people we turned our backs on, to catch
us when we fall. The world is now flat.
I wish I could mold it into a ball again,
When everyone was kind and America was free
But like our jobs our freedom is cut and
were owned by a chinese country
The world has changed
The reilleteration and emphasis I put on my words
are soon forgotten
so I go seen and not heard
Because I live in a world that doesn’t listen
A world that dares to be different
I will no longer think or be in the uniformity of the world
If they push me off the world let it
be for my thought because I
think the world is flat.