Oct 18, 2005 21:17
Look at all the lonely people, with sadness in their
eyes. They see their true nonexistence, and scream.
But no one hears their cries.
In the endlessness of hopeless living,
No one notices the effort you've put in.
Blinded by their self hate,
they die surrounded by sin.
Everyone is lonely in their own dream world,
of what they thought life would be.
Brain washed with the illusion of money; Then they
experience the suffering that before they couldn't see.
Everyone is alone, while surrounded by peers.
Feeling the despair of loneliness in their blind stares.
While hiding from your own self doubt; Your fear, and
insecurity make you desperate for a way out.
Within all the sadness religion is replaced by possession.
Belief is stretched for personal relief, of their self worth.
Not everyone sees the crying eyes, and through the
lies; No one hears the dream of endless lives,
therefore it eventually dies.
No one sees bruised bodies, or hears the children's screams.
Silenced by abusive parents, and shattered dreams.
The children defending the lies of abuse, Going
through hell, and everything in life they will lose.
Everyone will die drowning in their own hate, Blindly
watching what they don't understand. And wait for a
flaw, to put their hate to use.
They exploit others, to cover the sadness they hope will go away.
Exploiters exploited, by the emptiness that will always stay.
In the end, no one will win.
"They" will die, and their descendants will do it again.