Looking past the future
Sounds like a game for fools
I fit the bill
No matter where I run
My life distorts the same
The past fades every day
The present becomes a haze
The future I wanted I can no longer see
Did I ever know myself?
Did I ever even live?
Or am I a subject to my surroundings?
What became of my personality?
Personable turned to perishable
Honesty faded to hostility
Did I fade away or are my days a haze?
If I pull back the veil
What will happen to me?

Will we make it?
Do we want to?
Hah!
If only life were so simple
Every action reverberates into ripples
Which I cannot control
Tension and arguments
Shifting eyes, intense moments
We seek stability
It's in our humanity
But as the sand starts to fall
All I want to see is you

Today we ventured
Tomorrow we adventure
Yesterday we vented
No matter the day
All it takes is you
To bring out the best in us
Humanity with no vanity
Perfect unification
Boys and girls with no correcting
When clouds block our shine
We never whine and only delight!
Even when the days seem so long
I know you are with me
Our hearts beat in the style
Of our own stories

Arrows flung by the youth
War commanded by the ancient
Hey, get up
We have more to conquer
Hey, get up
We have more to fire
Hey, get up!
We have more of you to spare!
But you will never command my soul

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