...this is my life

what has it become?
an endless day
and sleepless nights
hour after hour
it's all just the same

the shining sun
it holds no joy
the falling rain
it hides no pain

...this is your life

what has it become?
second after second,
nothing stays the same
an inconstant flow
intermittent blows
of changes and fluxes

...these are our lives

what have they become?
empty and meaningless
dry and sad
we revolve and seek empathy
and have nothing but apathy
running an endless race
playing a pointless game
cheering ourselves
and bringing all else down
in a competition
going round and round
that we all lose.

...this is our world.

what has it become?
horizons stretching
to an eternal nothing.
we have forever
we sit and we wait
never realizing
that tomorrow's too late.

Angst. University-fied.