Slowly I begin to wake,
My mind no more at stake.
When I close my eyes at night,
I see society's mistakes.
And I don't have the right,
To end my precious hindsight.
I want to have it back,
So bad it takes all my might.
And it seems the deck is stacked,
When I see what we have lacked,
No more clearance to avoid it,
I Just can't face the facts.
My mind can't seem to sit,
Like my ideals just don't fit.
Anxiety steals itself into me,
I need directions to the kit.
I really need to see,
Past my insecurity.
Looking past our surface life,
I may find a deeper need.
Gnawing doubt is rife,
In minds that are alight.
We see the big picture,
And we just can't set it right.
Man's hatred is a fixture,
In generations of mixture.
You'd think we'd let it go,
Don't want to heal the blister.
We just don't want to grow,
By our mistakes we all are slowed.
The future's cold and bleak,
We're reaping what our leaders sowed.
There is no place for the weak,
Man made society has peaked.
It's all downhill from here,
Our Forefathers' dream is bleak.
As apocalypse draws near,
Nobody's left to shed a tear,
We won't have to live in fear.
When everybody's gone,
Our universe will cheer.
No more songs,
No more people to long,
No more rights to wrong,
Helpless beings being bombed,
Hopeless funeral gongs,
For deceased human gods,
Lying still among the sod,
The end to all our laws.
The end to imperfection,
All our endless human flaws.
