Lethargy

there is a butterfly

within a net

you watch it fly, within you settled compound

you thought it's meant to be that way

you watch it fly, without freedom you have not realize

you thought it will somehow rest and be a beautiful butterfly forever

this is the world that has not been made a better place because of the people, and to be made a better place because of em.

how, does the despair could leave one with hope

less there is non you could do

a consuming world

drive and driven

you are lost and carried away

you fought back

you took in none

you tried

you cried

it is a cause

of been blinded by mere ego that doesn't I called exist

it's nothing in there

except

a generation of lies

to deceive the minds

the people's mind