It cannot be, it must be
for it has gone
it cannot have, it has,
it has gone
can we survive without it
is it just a thought
what can we hope to achieve
can life now be ever meaningful
what have i done with those chemical imbalances
why do they make me stutter
why do the thoughts of everyday passing
seem so hard to the mind, concur.
am i a fool or am i a thinker
the one with the all the facts
and when they are put together as one
they react as they know no one.
what is this emotion
is it love or is it an inability to focus
can it be the heaven we are looking for
or the hell we have always fallen into
is there someone who will listen to us
our meanders and our panders
is there a god or is there a system
that doles out the measure of our fate
there is no god there is no system
there is no complex matter of fate
wake up, good fella, its just a dream
wake up before its too late.
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