What is up with all the people
I see walking down the street
Where are they meant to go?
Who are they meant to meet?
I look at their unhappy faces
Despair is tearing of their bone
I might guess that they
Truly feel so damn alone
What has this society done to us
So that we lost our happy eyes
We can't see anything but clouds
Emerging above our black skies
The sight of plain hopelessness
Is so depressing to see
And I don't want that same thing
Again to happen to me
But I know I won't be able to
Fight against that evil being
Giving up myself to the bad
Has already become my thing
