My mind doesn't realize it yet

This state of anxiety permeates

Every single second of my days

Yeah it's all the same

What I am but what I would be

What I want but what I feel's right

What I should… but what I do?

What I would… but what I could?

I'm drowning in my thoughts

But I'd choke more without 'em

What do I want from me?

What do I want from my life?

What do I want from the future?

And for my neighbours?

Why Am I acting here, in this theatrical scene?

The Answers will be given only if I'll resist

I see the mediocrity expand

The dull silence in their eyes

Lost dreams, dead hearts, and desperate days

This flock pissed on their lives with no shame

Reflecting the indifference handed down

A generation's calling outside this theatrical scene

What I want now is what I do and what I should is what I would