Cruising

Living as fugitives running through the land of opportunity 
Where a race is prejudice against their own 
The land of the mist filled with the lonely 
Graveyard tombstones reading my eulogy 
Dismissing those who preach but don’t set the example 
Though no one is perfect but why so much emphasis 
I’m not an extraterrestrial here to dismantle 
Life cruising in a search upon myself 
Dispersing the idea injected to society 
Failure is set to the poor and those who engage in wealth 
Those who swear to serve the people realistically serve to slave 
Those who are eccentric are looked upon as crazy and don’t behave 
No longer normal to this world we live in. No one will seize 
Do comprehend the ones who are labeled don’t have a disease 
Life cruising listening to my favorite song 
Just because you don’t understand doesn't mean I’m wrong .