Perfect sense

"It all makes perfect sense"
The atmosphere feels so tense.
Its time we all commence change
and realize we need to rearrange this deranged reality we've created.
At this point, everyone's sedated
or inebriated.
One way or another
we cover
our truest selves,
shut off from society.
Behind a mask
Our daily disguises.
Regular routines
no surprises
day after day
as the sun rises
you live each moment
all the same way.
Is this feeling here to stay?

"It all makes perfect sense"