A contraption constructed into our mind
  Driving us to success
    Or tearing us a part
       Working us to our freakin bone

Only to have everything torn way from us

Life why the **** would you do this?

Drive me towards this makings of fantasy
   A concept built upon the foundations of society
     But constricted by authority

And such a strong craving forms
And engulfs my soul
As it drives my body for only one thing

There's no other route taken
Because the rest are refused
By the competitive nature that lies within


As we come faced forward with our only chances

  We throw it all away with our fears

Dusk brings us to our knees
   as the night engulfs our souls
       and stores it for memories to keep

But what does this mean exactly

Are stars the answers to all our enduring questions?

Because maybe the night
  Is our only way of finding out and
   The best memories are hidden in the shadows
  
            Not displayed for our status to be boasted in order to extend our pride

But hidden for the singular enjoyment of ourselves

History is what moves us forward,
    creating a foundation to be learnt from
        establishing our essence as people
    
Shifts in our history can either push us forward

Or hold us back forever.