Society

Society has murdered us all and left us to our imaginary fortune 
Oh dear mama hear the taste of my tears as the rain of Neverland erase the beauty you given 
As the laughter of children's, cry of the infants and the bark of the dog to the unknown shivers our hollers and questions our present. 
As the fear of never waking up among the hunting Devils karma, weakens our awaken. 
I ask, "why am I here?". 
Like the free lands of a bird in a cage
I ask, what mentality have you carried for 9 months.