ere half my days in this life of ours
where the bad get the most
where the bad gain the most
where happiness tends to be fake
where sadness turns the order of the day
ere half my day in this life of ours
where the good get the less
spirituality turns the conviction
where the good get confused
where the good turns bad
ere half my days in this life of ours
where we just have to live before we die.

lost within hypocrites
finding the the true way
life of an isolated humanitarian
crying out for I was lost
left and right shielded with walls
oh mama! crying out loud
finding the true way
for I can not do it alone
for I lean on hypocritical shoulder
thinking am still on the right track
oh mama! out I cry again
what would I do in this life of mine
for I fail to understand
working alone makes you strong
hypocrisy is inevitable
lost not my son
spirituality sensitivity
out loud it said to my soul
we all have a strong side
fear not It whisper
your legs still on the ground
for lessons are learned
for sins are forgiven
for you are lost to be founded
for you get weak to be strong again...

Strive? hunger? struggle? frustrated?
all stories for the gods .
blind folded within your lonely thoughts .
situation!
situation!
situation!
which is the best?
which is the worst?
simple and straight forward
movement with no stories
management all alone
suggestions before solutions
still hidden in your dark closet
jacks situation is meant for jacks.