life they say will someday end
people one day will have a new trend
we are constant reminders of what is new
but we constantly wont believe what is true
seeing is said to be believing
the blind are not conceiving
the ego made by a thousand of tragic men
though we hide like the animal in its den
where does the sophisticated love show
i know not of where it used to glow
thus leading us to fall for everything
hung like puppets on a tight black string
may the little wills and mindsets change
no matter how it woulod be thought of as strange
i dont see a need to name and shame
because one day there will be none left to blame