Why?

File your initials in my skin

I am already dead

Hours lost in some sort of sickened daze

Lying to myself that I'm alright

Sucked dry

Dead but still walking

Did the institution

Finally steal my soul?

Locked me up in whitewashed walls

Shut out the light

March in a line

Speak when spoken to

You have no rights

Just burn the Charter now

It's a lie

Everyone's will be heard first

Tell the children

Sweet little lies

Cover their ears

Paint illusions of false hope

This is your job

Now take your place

Now wait in line

Make things easier

Create an illusion of success

Don't worry it will get easier

The Truth

Tried to close my eyes

Because my world was spinning

Trapped myself in empty towers of stone

But you cannot chain a soul

They always find their way back to the truth

Looking for change

Need to rearrange

A few things

But tomorrow brings

New life

And we should be so afraid to step up

It's really messed up

And it seems like there's too strife

Horrors happen before our eyes

Images procured

To cause a stir

There is a loss of innocence

Those days came and went

Showed us only pain

And it continues

It's insane

We become numb to it

Block it out

Try to forget about

The world

But we are only hiding from ourselves

In empty rooms, on dusty shelves

Try discarding are beliefs inside the door

Entering the world as empty shells

It's a slow hell

Open up the door

You think you can't take it anymore

But sit back as you're assailed by wave on wave

Be brave

There is a lot of pain

But truth's worth more.