Remind me why we fight so hard.

Is there a reason for the pain?

It seems each time I drop my guard,

I fall and fail, and all I gain

Are more regrets.


Let other people run the race,

And find their tiny reasons why,

Let other people love the chase,

I’d rather just give up, not try

To be a drone.

Why live to live? Exist to die?

What meaning is there, more than fun?

We search for love among the lies

And do what all have always done.

A grueling march

To nowhere