And I've tried in vain
But some things are against nature
Some things god did not ordain
For us humans to be civil
And for humanity to lack the pain
God would have killed the riddle
And built us ugly again and again
So when the youth revolt in anger
I lie inert, a lifeless golem
Because my life has lost its anchor
And I discovered how much it's random
The land, the people, the grandiose delude
The belief, and certainity of the stupid
There is neither meaning nor is a route
That makes a meaning astute
I used to be one of you
But everything now is so bland
I used to be you
But the time broke my last stand
Now I draw lines on the beach
And waves come and go both sides
All is either blackwashed or bleached
And my name no longer resides
An imp in lands of thieves
A giant in lands of death
A knight in lands of grieves
A beggar in lands of wealth
Lost in body and soul
Depressed with no real cause
My loss is as common as any
I am but one in many
