we work so hard on a flawed design
to fool ourselves to not resign
we serve up life the silver platter
but being served another matter

We force ourselves to believe
like a rainbow in the haze
but deep down we know the truth
and hide it in our maze
I try to make something from nothing
from the things that are not mine
but perhaps I am doomed to fail
because I am not divine

you always have excuses
And so you’re never wrong
Inhale and sing so loudly
refuse to hear my song

trust no one for love leads to pain
A disquiet truth like peace after rain
my disappointment will arrive in time
and my tears flood the corridors of rhyme
If the self cannot solve it can’t be done
reminders of the past, pain is good fun!

please push us to the brink
so our anger unbolts
and with a focused smile
we rise up and revolt