But For What

We revel in the thoughts
Times left used and broken
Yet we derive no answers
For the little things
Breathing in
Crashing down
Broken dreams
Of digitalized abstract memories
Pulsing, beating, surrendering
Panes of glass left broken
Cold lights bring forth the end
Standing there in absolution
Fictionalized poisons betrayed
By truth
The teach us nothing in schools
How to love
How to feel
How to die
Nothing
What do you do
When the one you love more than life itself
Lies there in...
Pain
Anguish
Sorrow
How do you tell them you are sorry
You breathe
You break
You fall...
But for what
For nothing
You cry your tears of broken promises
And watch as life starts to fade
But for what
For nothing
You hope
You dream
You change
But for what
For nothing
Your heart left buried on your sleeve
But for what
For nothing
You think you are clever
Hiding behind the walls
Conforming to their fictionalized remembrances
But for what
For nothing
You bleed false stains
Of disconnected dissonance
But for what
For nothing
Stapling labels and false advertisements   
Upon the flesh you call pure
Leaving traces of deionized beauty
But for what
For nothing
Screaming faces
Little smiles
Conforming to ritual desires
Tainted by facts
But for what
For nothing
Listening to the rabble
That they drill into your mind
But for what
For nothing
Nothing can tell you how to be you
Nothing can change who you are
Unless you let it take hold of you
Think for yourself for once
Write your own textbook
Leave a mark on the world
Do what you do best
Be yourself
But for what
For everything
The future is left there waiting
Every day is anew
So just do what you do best
And allow yourself to be you.