Fleeing

 

Fleeing won't bring you the freedom you seek..

Naught

Waiting is for naught

 nothing is changed

Collective

 

Our madness is collective

Hanging On

Our hopes mislead us
 leaving us will little to hang on to

Unlearned

 

Moving is our nature

stillness is an effort

something we've unlearned

Confined

We are confined to live in a world that isn't real

built by us to run in our subroutines
 

Around Every Corner

The ups and downs of life

are around every corner