We reach for the future

We never see straight
But our minds are not fogged
We whisper to the wind
Even though we are the only ones to ever hear it
Our future
Untold
Our lived blown around like dust
We are the future
We are the children of yesterday
The savior
The creator
The destroyer
We become what we see fit.
We become the rulers of the world ahead of us
We become the dust in the air
The shadow on the wall.
The name on your contract
You made us
But we made who we are
We made what we wanted of ourselves
You held the past so close
We reach for the future
For we are the misfits of this world
When this world ends
And the governments break
We will be the arms dealers
N live longer than everyone
Because everyone is to buisy killing eatchother
So we will rule the world
For this is not my fight