I ask myself
What to do
With all this heaviness
What to do
As I watch trauma and abuse unfold before me
What do I do
With all this knowledge
Of human behavior
Only to see clearly
People's limits and lack of awareness
What to do
With all this pain
Some of it is mine
And some of it is the rest of the world's
And all I feel is heavy
I study psychology
For this very reason
Because the weight of the world
Always seems to get the best of me
So I study
And I learn
And I try to do better
While the world crumbles around me
And I ask myself
Is any of this
Worth
Anything?
I'm not sure
Are we just a blip
In the infinite vastness of the universe?
Does any of this really matter?
Or are we just desperate
To save what's left of our "civilization"
And our species
The world is dying
And as it dies
Extensive abuses are given light
There's a reason we're here
There's a reason it's crumbling
Do you think
That any of us
Are exempt
From the atrocities committed?
We think that abuse and destruction is our nature
But it isn't
Our nature
Is kind and loving
We have become monsters
As a way to cope
With an abusive world
Where do we draw the line?
At what point
Do we admit
How awful our society has been?
There cannot be a healthy mindset that comes out of this
We have to relearn what that means
And as we do so
The horrors become wider and bigger
I came here to see
I know that much
I see so much
I want to leave
I don't want to be here
I don't want to see anymore
I want to go to sleep
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