Restless

There is a restless soul in the crowd

Who is unwilling to be quite

He wants his voice to be heard

But the crowd always silence him

There is a restless heart in a group

Who wants to show

Who they are inside

But the group always stops him

There is a restless mind in the nation

Who is thinking and planning

He trying become the things

That he wants to be

But the nation always blocks him

There is a restless person in the mist

Who wants to see

The world that is around him

To see how the world is

To see how he fits is the world

But the mist always blinds him

But are these things

All the things

That are in the ways

Of these restless people

Or is it themselves