perplexed hearts with finite minds

A certain pressure rising in the chest almost like an infection
Trading clout for sobriety what would be the reason for drugs
Like me some people feed off music its our own brand of heroin
As liquor and blunts replace the fear of never being good enough
Woman of lachrymose nature become conflicted with empathy
While men are driven wild with their pride and egotistical ambitions
Both genders claiming teamwork while never achieving stability
Caught up in the words of social media losing sight of true intentions
If the heart refuses to believe what the mind knows the truth about
How can you trust your gut feeling if your conscience is totally lost
Why is it we thrive on drama like its something we cant live without
Yet stay attached and prepare ourselves to fight for love at any cost
So much life has to offer yet we are blinded with the motion of change
If we could only see the brighter side of things instead of wasting time
Different opinions of OUR reality can have us feeling loved or ashamed
As we struggle with these perplexed hearts and fight with finite minds