Empty egos, empty satisfaction
Just a sick game in compaction
All the smiles meant to mean
A thousand words ever had been
Why the darkness seeps deeper?
Have the values got cheaper?
Rays of sunlight aren't hope anymore
The little areas darkened from the core
All the meaning gathered there.
Does the soul get covered by what you wear?
Why would u forget all the respect?
It's truth in true aspect.
There's a curve even in a posture erect.
Why would u let the sects dissect?
The humanity in you.
Why constricted is your view?
It's meant to see the sky and beyond
Why focus on a single dark cloud?
Why whispers are more loud?
The promising words n the unspoken promises
Means nothing than mere creases
On the ironed robe
Hiding your soul.