and the more you look....

and the more you look,
the less you find,
the more you try,
the harder it becomes,
to be okay
i can't help it because it runs,
runs through my system
it's something i posses
face it,
the world is shit
it's a plot to destroy and rape all of us
what are we to do?
reality will not escape us,
and unless we are willing to change our way of living,
we are destined for this ride
either we are silent and sit untouched,
or we exploit others to gain what we want,
there is no middle road
i'm in the middle road
maybe i want too much?
that's not a bad thing
the 3am sky is so beautiful tonight
i wish one of you would of seen it
i wish
i wish
they're just empty promises made on teletype
dreams
all fucking dreams
reality