Love life in Vain, its just filled with Pain,Tragedies earlier happening, visibly nothing more than grain.
Walking the same path, but a different path,Saying you Love so much, shown only Wrath.
The more aware we are of the consequences of Shame,We all run behind the so-called Fame.
Wearing a facade,In each others fall, we applaud.
Always in a company or two, can we survive,Our own company is what we always deprive.
Yes; New generation we are.But with no senses, no eyes to see and no ears to hear.