Conscious Matter

We've all been bruised and battered
Wondering what comes after
We can't just fight for ourselves
We're all just conscious matter

What matters is the battle
What matters is the will to fight instead of moving backwards
What matters are the rights of the people who aren't ourselves
The ones who try to live but only end up bruised and battered
I wonder what comes after
All of us just conscious matter

As of writing this, I'm only months short of twenty years old
What a timе to think about mortality
The fragile wall between еverlasting nirvana and the illnesses I'm battling
For years I've survived all my trials with ideation
Plan Z always made it all seem worth the frustration
But if I thought about the reality of the consequence
I'd panic and distract myself binging more Zero Punctuation
Maybe it's not what I want; the repercussions prolific
Of going from a depressed moron to a statistic
But depression can't be seen
It's like addiction or Fibro Myalgia
I've witnessed all three present in a nicotine cloud of nostalgia
For now, I'll just keep making albums 'til the day it happens
Maybe make some beats for my kids just in case they start rapping
Make them feel ten feet taller from six feet under
For all the conscious cells in the world, I still wonder
What matters
What matters is the battle
What matters is the will to fight instead of moving backwards
What matters are the rights of the people who aren't ourselves
The ones who try to live but only end up bruised and battered
I wonder what comes after
I pray that it's acceptance
Yeah, real acceptance
Where everyone's accepted
I'll do what I can to make that the course that we're headed
Even if it means taking life in a new direction
Right around this time is when I'd be dying
Breaking under all that I've tried
Never have I lived to see the end of the ride
I can't fight if I die, now could I?
For everyone and everything I love I will survive
We're all just conscious matter
Every person, young and old, rich or poor
In the binary or not, we deserve the world and more
If you're livid, stand up. You can make your voice heard
But we are all unique icons
We're more than just our words

We've all been bruised and battered
Wondering what comes after
We can't just fight for ourselves
We're all just conscious matter

What matters is the battle
What matters is the will to fight instead of moving backwards
What matters are the rights of the people who aren't ourselves
The ones who try to live but only end up bruised and battered
I wonder what comes after
I pray that it's acceptance
Yeah, real acceptance
Where everyone's accepted
I'll do what I can to make that the course that we're headed
Even if it means taking life in a new direction
Right around this time is when I'd be dying
Breaking under all that I've tried
Never have I lived to see the end of the ride
I can't fight if I die, now could I?
For everyone and everything I love I will survive
We're all just conscious matter
Every person, young and old, rich or poor
In the binary or not, we deserve the world and more
If you're livid, stand up
You can make your voice heard
But we are all unique icons
We're more than just our words