life is futile,
this i have known since my thoughts were simple; infantile
does it even pay to sit here, pondering existentially?
if everybody dies, one way or another; eventually?
humanity blissfully defies mother earth with their desire and dismay
while the balance of power in our petty little world continues to sway
on our own thoughts we may rely,
attempting to find sanctuary from the terrifying anecdotes of days gone by
alas, as i ever so sluggishly grow senile,
i must sit here pondering wether or not life is futile
this i have known since my thoughts were simple; infantile
does it even pay to sit here, pondering existentially?
if everybody dies, one way or another; eventually?
humanity blissfully defies mother earth with their desire and dismay
while the balance of power in our petty little world continues to sway
on our own thoughts we may rely,
attempting to find sanctuary from the terrifying anecdotes of days gone by
alas, as i ever so sluggishly grow senile,
i must sit here pondering wether or not life is futile