The universe has it's twisted way of working out
we all suffer just for what?
we carry burdens for some years
and hope we'll be rewarded when we die
but let's be honest,
we're all hopeless (and a little helpless)
we hold onto empty promises
and pray for it all to be forgotten.
we're sinners driven by desire,
desire to have the best,
desire to better than everyone else.
we all put on this big facade
trying to convince others that we care
I suppose we care
but just about ourselves.
we're all just stupid, selfish liars
drunken on the idea that love is the answer
for problems that can't be solved,
for problems that won't ever be resolved,
for problems made by troubled people
incapable of understanding
that in the end none of this will matter
because everything is pointless and it is all temporary
so as opposed to contrary belief,
don't work hard for things
don't love too hard
and don't get attached too much
because at the end
none of this will be remembered
not that you were humble,
not that you were strong
not even that you were loved
because we will all be oblivion
and oblivion knows no such thing as love.
