People pretending all sorts of things, some cry to be alive ~
To be noticed, collect some focus, to feel worthy, survive.
Some once young & ambitious, sought after, were delicious ~
But too much party, beaten, not artsy, life now rather vicious.
Step it up, get straight, get a job ~
Make some friends and hob-nob.
Find a home, get a car, seek a game where you can win.
Step by step, more authentic, create appeal, feel an urge to sing.
Others are quite robotic, a social banter, way to behave.
Pleasant behavior but, not really there, circuits of which they're a slave.
Hidden beneath secrets bequeath, lies and truth simmer, suppressed but a glimmer.
At some point will boil. Fed-up with the toil. Explosion release, finally relief.
Choices are many where to go from here. Ideally, things get clear.
Take a break, reflection collection, know thyself, truthful, clean the air.
Back to one, what's in your heart. Something inspiring, an honest new start.
Some direction towards a goal, a real ambition, inspiring gold.
Purpose instilled, work out a plan. Targets to reach, each, a more stable stand.
One by one, accomplished success. Grow your power, less duress.
Value in knowledge, that you obtain, more fun and easier, becomes your aim.
The scale tips, freedom ensues, your efforts are worthy, you depend on you.
The world responds, a bright new dawn ~
Mastering your magic, clear light shines ON.