The person most confused by us is us,
Can a human life be anything but shambolic?
Woe unto me because I have been born into a world of lies
Most told by me to myself,
Doomed to live forever or die in a bed
Made by me for myself,
Woe unto me because I shall always seek what I can’t find
and want what I can’t have,
Woe unto me because all I shall live is the life I deserve.
A mouse trapped in a cage shall maybe one day be free,
I the cage and life the mouse.