Create what you may, say what you portray,filled with dismay, gotta hit the hay

how you mount your words and things, without a single shimmer against other beings,

bleed inside, worlds collide, wars are fought, blood is sought, men are shot, an entire lot, are now dead in the ground, safe and sound,

rejected and neglected are the beings of today, how in this mystery we must find our way, but the only way is into darkness and so there we go,

then we wonder how did we end up so low, sometimes it isn't your fault, it is just your mind playing games,

games that are famed, but not named, only to you are they just the same, but to the rest they have a name,

and a cure to save such beings from bad fame, the problems are the same, how you feel the shame, you feel the blame,

your problems are lame, why worry about such things when others are worse, well I'd rather die than live in a hearse,

so tell me more, I do implore, show me what wisdoms I have in store, a tool that isn't used , is useless to all, so use me and enjoy the life I wanted all along.