Does evryone get the itch to stray,
or to throw everything away.
and kill the things we hold so dear,
and embrace the chaos as the end creeps near.
Is everyone really that blind,
running around like you have lost your minds.
Chasing old images of life,
illusions of love and ambitious strye.
Do we all really hate ourselfs,
so much we will crush anything for wealth.
So much that we take it out on the earth,
or is it just an instinct given at birth.