Neopoliton shit

im fried....
there is so much going on man....
we are the loseres who feel like the winers.
we are the seers in place of prophets.
where do we go from here?
we wanted an escape
scapegoat
out
need to leave
a place to call our own.
where do we go from here?
traverse into the cities
find out why we are living?
lets get the fuck out of here
im so sick of leaving
im so sick of staying
i just want to get the fuck out of here
is that to much to ask?
i am the little man, on the side of the hill.
fool
where do you go when you are six feet under ground?
do you at least listen to the worms crawl under the soil?
or do you prefer to rot
and not say a lot
of words
to those around you?
the dirt is a case for your decomposition.
i
am
traveling
through
the clouds
and all i
see
is air
where are we now? now that we see the truth?
god has placed his golden gavel onto the high court.
and we must obey.
fuck
truth
we are free spirits without guidance
we are the once who ask for more
and never recieve less
than what we ask.
who do you think you are?
huh?
mother fucker...
im so sick of this life
im so sick of these fake souls
bouncing around
in this apparatice we call earth
we must forge ourselves into something better.
who
am
i
better
than?
N O O N E!!!
than what do i have to strive for?
N O T H I N G!!!
thats it
that is the meaning
i have been
searching for...