Mechanical movements, broken spirits.
We’re taught to follow the rules,
But we’re never taught to think.
When we were younger they warned us
But they never told us
That we’d have no voice to scream.
We thought the future would be great!
We woke up every day excited to be alive.
It wasn’t until they told us off for asking questions,
That we wondered why
We even tried.
A world in which we can only follow others,
Never allowed to write the lyrics to our own song,
This is what we live in, trapped every single day.
This is what we’ve been given, this is now our fate.
If you find a solution, an answer to our pain,
Please tell me so that someday,
We can truly live again.