These times
These times
Are far worse
Then any of our rhymes
These songs
These songs
Are not strong
Enough to change the world
So the world changes us
The world changes us
These days
These days
They feel like
Pain
And rain
Pain
And rain
On repeat
And it’s a sneak peak
At the views in front of you
The views in front of you
It’s true
It’s true
That nothing anymore is true
It’s all just a point of view
Or at least
That’s what they’ll tell you
That’s what they’ll tell you . . .
Sold comfort
Sold death
So life feels array
A complete mess
A complete mess
Everyone’s too stressed
Too stressed
To even see
That they might be
Too blessed
Too blessed
No one can rest
No one can rest
If every moment in life is a test
Its right before a test
That we are the most stressed
Most stressed
We dream of the days when we can dream
We dream of the days when we can dream
And not be a pawn
In someone else’s dream
. . . A pawn in someone else’s dream.
-C.H.
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