Sayonara
I once looked at your eyes
To find pure light staring back
Ignorance, forgiveness
Purity in one iris
But as time goes on
You stop staring back at me
Your gaze fixed on the future
Transitioned into a haze
While never looking back at me
Where did our good times go?
What did it mean to you back then?
You can't lift your head, your guilt is heavy
But I wish I told you
That it was not your fault, time is our assault
The mirror you look into is far from here
How can someone so young look forward to the end?
Why did you grow up so quick?
Why do you trust no one?
I blink my eyes with no more haste
Only to find what remained
Has gone for good...

Do good and good things will come
Who made such fabrications?
Nations are not built on causation
Those at the top see no effect
Treating currency as friends because of no affection
Frustration builds and liberation kills
All we know how to do is 180 rotations
As our hope gives way to aggravation
Our names will never be remembered
As we break like dolls from an altercation
Isolation grows, burning like insolation
On a road of trampled corpses
Will we finally learn the simplest lessons?

Something more than skin-deep
All our actions are measured by transactions
Destitute freedom peeling under
The ruthless might of our system
One day, one life, one to see proof
Glistening eyes turn from bright to fright
Shining stars now hidden by tears
Celebrations with no fanfare
I can no longer lie, my dear
This life we wanted will not reappear
Profiteers and racketeers
Stole away our loving frontier
As I remain steadfast and sincere
The world reminds me
To struggle and remain sinister
Like a falling angel

Children love to play pretend
Escapism never turned into the real
Adults pretend to love and play
To escape what we are supposed to do
Is this why our fondest memories
Always originate from our youth?
Why must I be young in a world built by the old?

Mysteries of creation
Feast of sensations
A toe-taping scratching
With no hatchet
Mind in pieces inside of a basket
Leaping up and down
To get the attention around
Now listen to the sound of creation
Feast of sensations
Mysteries that remain stationed

All my friends
They are so close
But feel so far
Distant hollow stares
Are they alive or hanging on?
To the end of a rope or through the knot?
I could never be them
They could never be me
Yet, I stare into their eyes
Wondering, pondering
Do they know what they are anymore?

False truths
True lies
Hiding in plain sight
You can be anything you want!
But others will judge you
You have no limitations!
But your environment has shackles
You are simply the best!
But you will never be at the top
You should be kind to others!
But take advantage of their needs
For gain, for fame, no matter the pain
Look around, look down
True lies have eyes that dramatize
False truths have tongues that define the youth
Welcome to the world, welcome to the worst
Welcome to the last time of your first half-truth