You Say You Want A Revolution

But wheres the plan ya know?

At the height of my youthful, idealistic, rebellious stage I fought the system just as you did.

I put my heart into it so much so that at the age of sixteen I had my first encounter with the police.

I was silenced, documentation was falsified, and I was given a label.

I entered a sort of grey area, neither criminal, nor law abiding citizen.

I learned the hard way that sometimes one mistake can change everything.

I was exiled from high school and was told, "That if I ever showed up on campus again I would be arrested."

I was put in a proverbial box and that box has still not been broken out of.

I fought the law and the law won. 


Now maybe my idealism has been peeled away, my youth dried out, and my rebelliousness has turned to subscribed conformity.

But I do applaud those who are new to the fight.

Those who have yet to be broken down and told exactly what to do.

You've got a helluva long road ahead and you may never see its end.

Throughout time the seeds of rebellion have always been sowed with the corruption of its government.