EARTH

One day the world might finally be a place in which I can be me

the stereotype that's branded to me will finally be lifted to where no more I can see

I know there will be a rebirth for this horrid place we all call earth

the many things I have come to know will no longer be of use if I'm the only one to show

honestly, I will never know of the fate promised to this place I call home

hopefully, it's occupant's descendants will not live the life of a lawn gnome

frozen in solitude, no choice in what's done

earth's past will be desired to be shown

and I will have told the people of now what is destined and how