Tell Me Sumn Fresh

A vocabulary needs new words
When everything you say I've already heard

It makes "I love you" sound so cliche
You always greet me with "How was your day"

On stage, talking quickly for umphasis
The onlookers buy it; mistake it for confidence

Profundity measured in word syllables
Elementary ideas, once we can reveal the code

(Sigh)

...It makes a life so long
You've heard everything if you've heard one song

Observe other sheep to know what to do
So, is it any wonder you won't try something new

If I may, might I take you by the hand
You could say "Never" and--- poof--- it's Peter Pan

A foot to the pedal, no matter how fast
Every race ties because we all run out of gas

I'd rather not contend, to be quiet honest
Strive to be goddess; this, however, is no Adonis

I was born to humanity... nothing more, simple
But we live such a fantasy that we don't know our potential

Planets, stars, moons to infinity
The sky is no limit if we can go beyond mentally

Plus, that's cliché to say anyway
Now more than ever, with spaceships to take us away

Does my speech intrigue you
No, it doesn't; never let the words lead you

It's only me, wrapped in diction
Don't be distracted by package; it's nothing gifted

What I'm really saying: it's all in the chest
Why don't you look inside yours and tell me sumn fresh