I walk by you, you never even notice me,
You're concerned with your own intentions...
I call your name, you pretend not to hear me,
I am so ignored by you.
I walk past another self serving moron, with nothing good to say,
He tells me to keep moving, he tells me to go away.
I enter my hell, my home, my life, this room inside that I created.
I wonder aimless, I ponder my anguish, my life has been wasted.
And I call out one more time to you, I speak your pain into existance.
I realize, I'm supposed to walk this trek alone, how could I miss this?
your words mean nothing when your heart does not back them,
It's something you'll one day know.
Your deeds are pointless if there no consistancy behind them,
It's something you may never know.
so I ponder inside myself, wondering, is this world worthy of enlightenment? what would they ever do with it?