Darkness is rising,
while the moon is colliding,
with the sun,
there’s no where left
for you to run,
you’re done, finished,
nothing left but
an empty shell,
welcome to this world you created,
this place that I have hated,
the longer I existed,
the more time I wasted.
But bliss and in denial,
feeling I have been thrown on trial,
of nothing but my peers,
with their ears wide open,
not truly caring what is spoken,
in the long run for them,
this was simply just fun,
thoughts never lasting,
while the rest continue to fast,
trapped under the rubble,
trying to avoid all trouble,
but caught in the crossfire,
by nothing but another liar,
you can’t conspire against us,
all are consumed on this bus,
conformity is our normality,
so stop with the fuss
and you will see.
On our last day,
I only have this to say,
weather you are one beneath the rubble,
only wanted to avoid all trouble,
or simply an empty shell,
stating again
Welcome to this world you created,
this place that I have hated,
the longer I existed,
the more time I wasted.
with nothing to gain,
this place is driving me insane,
but weather you take a bus or plane,
you will all remain
in this world you created,
what a time you wasted.