It really doesn't matter how I am
Because I'm a mere nobody
In a world full of deceit and delusion
I'm a worried and lost soul
I have dreams of a good future
But people don't want that
All they want is their greed being fed
In an endless tribal dance
There isn't any god to find
Hardly any soul
All the meandering harken back
Towards deadlier woes
I as a boy conjured a future
Bright and fair for all
Now a broken man, I don't know
You may not like me at all
