We die within ourselves.With any genius unknown and inspirations untold.
Oh, it's such a tragic role to adopt.
We're digging graves, with the names of our futures acclaimed scarred into the
stone.
So share, if your audience ignores you. Speak, though they may not hear.
Show, while their focus is diverted. But give, only when you care. We're digging
graves.
There's so much freedom at hand, dropped in the haste of expression.
There's no hope in this land, when all is regurgitation.