Troubled Times, Troubled Mind

As I stare bleakly at an ever dimming sky, strange thoughts arise from the darkest depths of my mind

When the last star fades will we be here to see? 
Or will the grief of darkness blind us with bitter displease?

Imagine if one mistake defined us 
But it was bigger then you and me?
Imagine if our ancestors met us;
Do you think we'd disagree? 

We're evolving in spirit but divorcing our nature 
We've broke our promises
And signed it on paper 

Now that social media controls the minds of the youth 
Do you still think that we make our own choices? 
Or does Facebook deliberately fill our heads with images of a greater purpose? 

All these pop stars and actors,
The rich 
White washed through constant minute, mind numbing pricks 
That slowly,
over time,
Start to sink in 
Because every shop you enter plays the same song on repeat 

Yet do you not see? 
This culture is more fucked up then it's ever been.
I feel like a slave 
For I have no freedom
I feel like my friend, 
We've lost all wisdom 
It's like we're living too fast and oblivious to our own existence 
And it seems to be gods hand that pulls the strings
Of this fucked up system