Walking around
Walking around like a blind man
seeing only what we choose
Gazing through the pothole
to find nothing but trash
Walking around like a bird
seeing the world above
Flying through war grounds
to watch the destruction of society
Walking around like a robot
seeing people gaze at storms
Thrumping through lavandar fields
to relize that nothing will change
Walking around like a genius
seeing everything as it is
Answering the questions of life
to find himself dead
seeing only what we choose
Gazing through the pothole
to find nothing but trash
Walking around like a bird
seeing the world above
Flying through war grounds
to watch the destruction of society
Walking around like a robot
seeing people gaze at storms
Thrumping through lavandar fields
to relize that nothing will change
Walking around like a genius
seeing everything as it is
Answering the questions of life
to find himself dead