When I feel no one cares, the world full of people too busy to notice
How some people struggle more than the rest, like fish wriggling, hooks in their mouths
Eventually, we're caught, tossed inside a bucket to be gutted later
No one seems to notice when one of us slides down out of sight, out of mind
I walk past the homeless without a dime to spare and offer them some cash
Foreigners are nothing to us Americans but threats to our egos
Even if I was born far away in Bombay, nobody notices
Even though they still ask, "Where do you come from, son?" Keeping me at arms length
Little can I do now but clean up after them, the drunk party-goers
Not that it's not my job, cleaning up their vomit, the privilege I must feel
Only I never learned my ancestors language, just English, French, Russian...
Oblige me my sorrow, I've been homeless and mad, lost down a spiral shaft
Never mind the stigma of becoming unwell, mentally unhealthy
Even though I did drugs to escape the madness of walking on eggshells
Call it what you so choose, accountability, consequences, sorrow
As soon as depression lifts, the emotions rush like a raging river
Rapids are a challenge to navigate alone. I've gotten used to it
Even if the beatings weren't as bad as others experience, trauma
Shakes my world, an earthquake is nothing to someone from California, no
To say that no one cares may sound harsh but really a bandage won't help much
How everyone suffers and yet cannot but kick when somebody goes down
Even boxing has rules, but outside the bright lights people have their own rules
When someone is broken, their pain cannot be fixed like a broken window
Ordinary people don't get involved, don't ask, only see the problem
Really, not the problem but the effects of things sliding out of control
Landscape architecture knows not to build a house on the edge of a cliff
Despite all the warnings, people do what they want, watching landslides occur
Foolish is the wise man, we, Homo sapiens, living just as we please
Ugly, dirty beggars mix with Hollywood stars on the set of Sunset
Liberty and justice for all, we made a pledge as children, citizens
Lift the veil of madness to find everyone sick from moment to moment
Only we persecute the homeless, the insane, and criminals alike
Foreigners get to clean up after everyone else, the party people
Perhaps I never find a career to fulfill my goals in this lifetime
Ever feel like a ball of crumpled white paper thrown in a waste basket
Ordinary people to a foreign-born child made me feel exotic
Perhaps as a stranger in a strange land, I felt sensitive to their words
Little kids cannot know everyone is broken and cause others distress
Even the most healthy may cause intentional harm with good intentions
Tranquil, I study life, I may just lose my cool and act an idiot
Of course, I am broken, a raging maniac suppressed by repression
Order over chaos, or we all become pawns of our own emotions
Bitter and beleaguered, I can get nothing done, nothing to pay the bills
Until I work full-time again, I can't retire or go on vacation
Slide down a spiral shaft, never again to see the light of day, the sun
Yelp like a dog for help after an accident, getting hit by a car
To say people care more for stray cats than people, am I not a Christian
Obliged to get along, I never learned how fun it could be to make waves
No one sees the problems, only the effects last for decades without end
Obtain the right vision, context and perspective, architecture unfolds
To imagine a world where nobody suffered distress from their actions
Is to point down the well, deep down the spiral shaft, a black hole of darkness
Create a better world, solve the problems before we notice the effects
Exactly when these words climb out of the dark well, I, too, will find success
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