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I'm Not Part Of The Solution

i’ve never liked Beck
or his music
i’ve never liked those
that bounced to his beats

i’ve never like rum and cokes
or the people that drink them

i would like to think
it’s a flaw in my character
that i’m being over judgmental

i would like to think
they know
something i don’t
have seen something
i’ve missed

i would like to know
there’s a beautiful day
up ahead
a happy ending
to the story

i would like to think
the smiling faces
around me
bouncing around to Beck
have a plan
or an idea for the future

because i have none