Hey there

Hey there

Heard the news?

They tell you everything will be alright

Then just go ahead and change day to darkest night

But it’s alright

You’re still alive

You’re still part of the hive

Do your part and don’t question the queen

There are worst things you’ve never seen

Don’t understand what love is? Who cares

Enjoy it while you can, even if you get the knock off

Who’s to say how genuine you are

You’re judge, jury and executioner

Have you got one of those?

Who tell you one thing and do another

Who promise you the moon and deliver it burned on a toast?

They care about you but in their own way

You never understand because you don’t get to see

They question every move and wonder what made you come their way

If only you got removed, life would be a better place to stay

But, there you go, everyone is a needless dot deleted one by one

And the dots are gone and we’re back to the dinosaurs

We didn’t hurt each other because we didn’t mean to

And who means to hurt another like him in form, texture, vibes, and hopes

Certainly not! Survival for the fittest means some sorts are just that sore.