Are we hiding under a facade?
Are we all just biding till someone calls fraud?
Crying wolf of tears and sadness,
Caving into your own fears and madness.
Are we all that different that we became so indifferent?
Are we processing too much information that we become so ignorant?
Pushing all morality and common sense aside,
Pushing down the pills and the drinks that burns on the inside,
Assuming that we have the third eye to perceive new perceptions,
Unbeknownst to ourselves its just self deception.
Are we all just too okay that we're not okay,
Wearing a golden crown on that head of clay
That'll break off to dust, a gentle breeze that'll blew it away
Gone with the wind, only remembered by kin.
