What Was Known

Are you able to face the world? Knowing you belong to the human race Are we not doing what we are untold? With our ever changing dream to chase I question myself everyday As simple as “Why am I here?“ While everyone is finding their life always Death is more easier than I fear When I see what I see simply We really don’t deserve whatever we ask for We are becoming lesser then truly Where was a dream we once saw? Laws change like commandments because its human Can you tell me otherwise? There are no gods I’m to believe because of how humans advertise them We are the best at lies I can face the world… though lying It’s easy…. how we are brought up to be Truth is forever dying Simply… we believe what we are told to see