Anthem For The Mentally Vacant

For the hopeless, day dreamers and the mentally vacant

I was told that my head was worth more than my wallet

I was told that my thoughts would change the world

I was told that I was destined for the great life

I was told I'd make it... whatever that means

I was young then, I was naive

I was inexperienced then, I was gullible

But I'm hopeful now, I've seen the world

But I'm hopeful now, I now what I'm capable of

I'm mentally vacant, mind surfing away

Swerving through the If's and but's in our world

Making the most of my stay in this planet

Fading in and out of reality...  whatever that means

I've come to know my mind as it is, plain and regular

There's plenty like it, but this one's mine

I can do with it as I please, I'm a master of nothing

The imaginary and the real slowly become one

This is my anthem, this is my song

My mind up my sleeves, but I play the game cool

Self-control has made me one with the possibilities of things to be

And over-analysis has made an insecure, confident prick