I wasn't made to fit inside your grid of wires,
Nature calls my name, it lifts my soul, inspires.
Underneath the sky, where flowers grow and sway,
I'll reclaim what's mine, let the wild lead the way.
Your city's cold, but my heart beats free,
I don't want what you're selling, it's a poison sting,
Just a flesh and bone, meant to breathe and sing.
I'll rise above the noise, let my spirit shine,
In a world that's true, I'll forever be divine.
In your world of screens, I see the lines divide,
With every ticking clock, I feel the ebb of pride.
I'll break the chains, I'll dance beneath the stars,
No GMO lies, just the moon and my scars.
You can keep your rules, I'll make my own plan,
I don't want what you're selling, it's a poison sting,
Just a flesh and bone, meant to breathe and sing.
I'll rise above the noise, let my spirit shine,
In a world that's true, I'll forever be divine.
So take your grid, and let my spirit roam,
For I was born on Earth, and this land is my home.