You face the people of today with their questions and to which, you make up answers to quell the storm.
Words, they give greater meaning than people realize
With words, people can create and destroy in the blink of an eye
Yet they are used so carelessly, that people forgot their power.
And words, cannot be erased.
Once said, they’re never forgotten
But sometimes when you say them, you wish you hadn’t.
They say to you, to look ahead
To lift your face from the ground and look to the future
They ask of you, what you deem an impossibility.
But so you try, and the more you do, the worse it becomes.
You feel like Atlas and each and every time you lessen the burden
It becomes so much more.
Your face, once beautiful and majestic
Becomes wrinkled with age, no matter how old you are.
And your sweet voice of youth is tainted by the screech of the ages.
You look for an escape for your troubles
But none present themselves Bravely
They just cower in the corner, hiding behind even you.
So you face the people of today with their questions
And to which, you make up answers to quell the storm
But inevitably, you evoke its wrath time and time again.
There are words that they say
That your life can become something meaningful
And sometimes, you find it too true to ignore.
So you wait, and you think
And eventually realize, that your meaning has been foe
An apparition, a ghost, destroyed by the turning on of a light.
Its in this dire moment
You realize that your one aspiration for living
Cannot become truth.
But still they speak and still you listen
Till the day comes, when you will stand alone
And without your dream, you will die alone.
But not all die right away.
No, for some, life is too much to end
And so they claw their way back up to the top of the cliff.
They stand there, taking orders
From people too smug to care about their ordeals
And they look to you, their eyes filled with agony.
In your chest wells up a feeling
Something you feel deep down inside
And you can only look to them with sadness in your own eyes.
They look to you and say in the mechanical tone
With the voice of shattered dreams
“Hello sir or madam.”
And all you can do is scream.
Scream to awaken yourself from the nightmare
Only to face the days lying ahead.
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