Life is a sick joke
Cruel to those who strive to be kind
I want to know
How do I see when I am blind

Am I supposed to believe
Let someone else take control
Of my life's reigns
Feel good inside my soul

Should I discard my feelings
Memories I hold dear
Leave  my judgement
Out of existential fear

I am a drop in a barrel
A sheep in a herd of cattle
I don't belong to this tribe
I don't have the right vibe

I distance myself
Out of fear of judgement
I know I am broken again
A caricature of man

A larger than life mockery
Of the human condition
I am a slave
To my demons' inhibition

When does the doubt end
I need to know
I'm asking for a friend
When do we get to go

When is the tour of hell over
Is there a stop at the end
Does it get better
Or is it just another blend

Pain tastes different now
No longer stings
It takes away the edge
It makes me feel things