And I return into nothingness
A vision that just ends in hopelessness
Voices that would herald change
But the script of this play is still playing on the stage

Made a vow to myself to be humble
But the ego is so strong they just won't fumble
Neglecting logic and embracing emotions
Sacrificing understanding, minds in a constant state of erosion

Would Change be a cancer that kills?
Does the outcome it bring, gives the chills?
Does the false stability it brings gave you relief?
I hope that the future would not be cruel as how you were stiff