Psyched

It's late, it's dark, no stars

I try so hard but i can't

I stare so deep into my heart

Am i cold, am i hot or lukewarm

What is the purpose of life?

Who am i?...who are you?

Are you alien or human too?

Working in a gold mine yet so poor

Not of money but of pure joy

Wake up with a grudge, it's normal

Sleep with nutch, could it be optional?

We are all part of the universe

So vast yet so small in reverse

That we know is nothing compared to what we don't

The secrets still hidden can fill the unfillable

We all move around like we are living

What exactly is the difference from living and dying?

How is it that dying isn't more better?

At least you don't have to worry about taxes and worries

What is that that can satisfy human's appetite?

The stomach filters junk knowledge

But we don't seem to even understand the unfiltered

Maybe if we took a moment to guess

We would know that the world isn't the world

The world is a word, and humans, the substance

The world dies when humans die

And somehow tends to live when human dies

Are we important to the ecosystem?

Or are we weeds that choke the roots of development

Humans, humans, humans, how many times did i call your name?

You waste time performing the vain

And ignoring that which bore gain

You think you are the centre of the universe

Humans think they are the most important

They have no idea what's coming their way

Until the road becomes clear and all things revealed

Then humans would find out that, they matter less

Discrimination, racism, hate, and war

All are psych deformations that make man rot

The more we learn, the less we know

The less we know, the lesser we understand

Questions arose from answered questions

Bridges arise from parted landmarks

Maybe we all take a moment and know life could end as we know

Not because aliens are invading

Or because the rapture is occurring

But because even with our eyes we failed to see the obvious

No matter what we have done, the done becomes undone

The cut down apple bears a pineapple