Often in this modern world
The thoughts of one girl
Don't matter
They don't make sense, hence she's an outcast.
No one can understand her clever plans
To express
And to caress the words that explain
Not entertain the idea of reality.
I find my ideas are based
On love, not race or anything the like
Not hate or anything the like
Or fighting or anything to do.
Life is a Rubik's Cube
Impossible for the average man to understand
That if you turn one way and then another
Turn another way, then another
You'll come to find
What you saw in your mind
Failed.
You try to move one piece where need it
It heeds for a while, so you smile
And continue with triumph.
You do the same thing with every other piece
As with peace in the world
You'll never get it right, if you fight for it
Comparing them makes fits
Those Gits that call themselves rulers of the world
Were out beaten by this girl
Cuz when you think you finally got it,
You're right back where you started...
