We’re all
Justifying
Filling our days
With habits that bind
Believing in illusions,
Of change
Buying remedies
for problems we’ve made.

You are to blame
We’re all haunted
Shackled by this shame,
Yet we play
keep playing the game
chasing scores
levels of fame

Ignore the knowing
The echo in our hearts
Begging us to listen
We are worlds apart
Our values lost
Off the map
We’re arriving in the city of egos
slipping further from
Our true selves

Stop
I can’t
But isn’t that the easy answer?
I’m tired
I’m weak
But this is my fate.

Life is hard either way
You know this.
The question isn’t how to make it easier,
My friend.
The question is will you choose,
or will life chose for you?