Sometimes it is hard to explain
Why do our lives become unraveled into simplicity
But remain tangled in complexity
Why does the veil of ignorance become blissful oblivion?
The vivid to pastel emotions we once spread across the canvas of our life are muted
As if you go back to the day your brush was still on the market
We comply with the ways of indifference,
A feeling we never intended but now can’t escape
A haze that blurs the world's faults
Where nothing stirs beneath the log,
A heart that does not understand
The suffering of another,
Is a heart that's soon made bland
That accompanies the shell made
The daily task of mindedly upholding
Has created this path of silent indifference
It’s not a mindful struggle or a daunting task to climb the mountain
It’s a faithful leap across oceans you’re sure to fall into
Seek to understand the little moments,
Where life pulses with vigor
Open your eyes, observe, and labor
Woe to those who overlook it
But never again will you have to endure the tears
Take back your life and bask in its glory
Be liberated from the lonesome path of indifference.
Rather, a barren wasteland,
Where fear and strife blossom like weeds, albeit indistinctly
Where hope fades into oblivion
So let us not be numb to it,
But strive to show a bit of wit,
For this is, perhaps, our salvation