Abused and Used

 
Lonely souls roaming the city,
frightened eyes filled with pity.
Crazy, lost and all alone
with no place to call home.

In a society so obscene
behaving like a machine..
with such a pointless goal,
it's all about control.
But who has the power?
no one knows..
So on and on
The machine cycle goes.

I must confess
that I'm a little bit confused..
When I see all this despair,
all the souls who feel abused..
Gotta stay aware,
gotta try to stay strong
through the lingering pain.
If they don't escape this madness
how can they keep from going insane?

As the confusion starts to close in
panic ensues and the game begins,
reaching out for a helping hand..
alone on my own I can't stand.

Scatterbrained..
Chaos
not completely contained..
Spiritually drained,
no way to
fully maintain without going insane...