Year by year is passing by,
We learn, we love, we get hurt,
We learn that love is pain,
That humans are not worth of trust.

We feel alienated among a humankind,
Lost all trust and hope of thinking otherwise.
Diving inside ourselves, shutting all doors out,
Cause there, we know, there is peace,
There is no love, there is no pain.

After a while, we feel it is time,
To come out to look around,
To witness changes out there,
To try to trust, to try to love...

What a stupid idea
To hope that something changed.
It is all the same in new design...

I wish good luck to Musk,
With all the air and space research,
I'll take a queue to fly to Mars,
Cause nothing here is holding me.