Feeling down for reasons unknown
Fed up with pressures surrounded
Stuck in a mind of your own
Knowing each memory is counted
Stomach pressed and squeezed
Living the days with a straight face
Wondering if others are pleased
And truly happy in their place.
Wondering. Thinking. Wishing
For something more meaningful
With motivation and desire missing
Bodies are left with starving souls.
The brain can say what it wants
Almost like a separate entity;
The eyes feed the brain
and should not be enemies.
Believe what you see and
Paint the picture fitting
How valuable life is, man?
There is no bidding.