Somehow living life without any description
Won’t take the time just to sit down and listen
To all the people that he seems to lock up in prison
And he locks himself from all the help, just regretting decisions
Life seemed to be just passing through
His empty life seemed to be passed as truth
Driven to a point where he had to lose
Meaningless reasons is what he was acting through
See it’s easy to complain, but it’s hard to fix
Realize, life’s not shallow, it’s all abyss
Everything’s confusing until it starts to click
In the end this life here is a war and we have to conquer this
Consider this all into all your feelings
What is there to life, without any meaning?
Have to open our minds to understand what we’re seeing
Yes, we’re all human, but what are we being?
-Adil Qaisar
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