it feels like everybody’s against us
things goes wrong
we bleed; we hurt.
we’re left looking for a world
we can only long for
our hearts are bleeding
but it’s a tough world
so we smile and say
“me? i’m feeling fine”
we go through life much like robots
something isn’t quite real, but we do it all anyway
somehow we’ve been trained to just accept our lot
we trap ourselves in earthly prisons
we still hurt; we still long.
but we’ve learned to live despite it
we cruise through life and then
we wonder why others can’t just be ok
in our pain, we inflict pain
we shackle others in our chains
if only we could understand
this life is all a farce
this truly is a crooked world
there’s something that really is real—
but it’s a whole new dimension
and it doesn’t promise an end to seeking
so we’ve gotta keep looking
we need to keep fighting
skip the cheap and easy answers
and not look for systematic patterns to fill the gap
we’re gonna hurt; we’re bound to be vulnerable
but show me a better way to live in this crazy world.
-Javan Lapp, 2006
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