I cannot change the past
The present is a gift
The future too is set in stone
Unbeknownst to human wit
The hour's gotten late
The noise is dying down
One minute I'm smiling wide
The next a downcast frown
Depends on the air's whim
The pressure and my sense
Sometimes it feels so thin
Other times it feels so dense
Whatever's on my mind
I just hope it's kind
To do evil is to slog and grind
Yet to do good appears blind
Now I'm here where I belong
It feels good to be at home
Where I dance like to a song
All day and all night long
I'm am utter slave to fate
Nothing else will sate
My rotten human pride
To fight it is to hate
The truth will set you free
The story was written long ago, you see
We are all just pawns
Another of the throng
We were meant for hardship
Meant to make mistakes
To whatever's meant for us we're drawn
The world's a stage, a play
People are unknowing actors
Those who deviate from the script flay
In pain for what they lack
Some to never get it back
For an outstanding performance
You receive a bonus
To live another day
Under the sun's rays
I am going with the flow
Trying not to strife
No choice but to do the right thing
Though it feels like such a lie
To the song of life I sing
One day I'll spread my wings
But for now I am open to tomorrow
Whatever it may bring