waste us away
Why do we say we’re going to be different from our mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters when we all know the worlds gonna eat us up and make us all the same? Who knows how get to by when this world is all a lie? We’re just going to get chewed up every day. We’re going to waste our life away. This is all just childs play. What’s the message we’re trying to convey? Now, let me lay it out for you on the table. Here, I’ll help you, I’ll even put some labels. You come from your mother’s womb, into a life of predestined doom. You’re already trapped into society. You’re either a majority or a minority. Gotta follow the rules. God forbid you be anything less than orderly. Grow up swell, get good grades, cheat your way through math. Try not to get through faded on the way. One day, you’re gonna get laid. Pop out a few babies and name them something like Connor or Michelle. Now watch them rebel. Worried sick for years and years, regretting every time you shed a few tears. Wishing you had mommy or daddy to guide you through life, but before you know the funeral arrives. Next you say goodbye to your babies. Hasta la vista sanity, who needs that anyway? Grow old with unrealized dreams. You begin to feel like you’re ripping at the seams. When your forth grade teacher told you, you could be anything, is this what they mean? Sooner or later, death looms in the air. You feel so unbearably bear. Does anybody care? No. It’s past your due date to go. Expired, retired, nobody’s willing to hire. Now, this is what life does; Grasps and takes us into a tight hug. We can’t release ourselves because we’re all consumed with fear. We don’t speak because who will hear? Here we are, trapped in society. Pick a side; fall into notoriety or stand tall with loyalty. You can die a legend or a hero. Wanna be remembered for your sins or for your savings? This is life. Let me lay it out for you once again. We make choices all throughout this time. And in the present, it feels like it’s pretty damn important, doesn’t it? Well, there’s an end; death. There’s no way to avoid the pain. Unless you use meth. Let me draw out a point for you guys. Watch my pen trace in your eyes. Watch the letters loop and swirl and what does it say? Life is just going to waste us away.
