At what junction did simplicity jump the ride?
Leave me riding the city alone
And stuck with the cab fee,
When did yes or no become a calculated chess move
Between your happiness,
And my unfortunate desire to make everyone happy
When did beauty get defined by a small handful in society?
As if the curves of my back are miscalculations,
Rather than a glorious ride of brown lines that sway as I move small hips
To the rhythm of unadulterated jazz beats,
And as if God didn’t purposely gather and glitter
Every atom that makes my perfect body,
When did money become worth dying for?
We’d do everything and anything except
Enjoy candle light dinners
We spend so much time running between jobs
To make a life for moments we’ll never know
And since when did celebrities become the poster child for happiness,
After a long cab ride it finally hit me,
Simplicity never left
It was us-