Apathy

A little to the left, calamity
A little too right and you’re history
Lying in the middle I’m comatose
I can’t decide
with so much treachery
Watching as the system replicates
Patching up the holes, and reprobates
Underneath the cover with poetry
I choose to hide my raw apathy
This is my world, and where I am
I’m doing the best that I possibly can
I’m shaping the dirt into something new
A place that’s just for me and you
The word of the judge and the brief celebs
The word of the cops and insatiable plebs
Running through the tunnel of media screens
I can’t escape this onslaught of greed
This is my world, and where I am
I’m doing the best that I possibly can
I’m shaping the dirt into something new
A place just for me and you
Underneath the cover with poetry
I choose to hide my raw apathy
This is my world, and where I am
I’m doing the best that I possibly can
I’m shaping the dirt into something new
A place just for me and you
This is my world, and where I am
I’m doing the best that I possibly can
I’m shaping the dirt into something new
A place that’s just for me and you