KEEP FLYING THE WHITE FLAG

As our bleak little lives unfurl, we stumble our way through this violent and greed filled world. Laughing and joking putting on an act, pretending to be happy, when we're up to our necks in crap.

You're judged by the size of your wallet, if there's a lie to be told, the successful will tell it. The rich look down on the poor and the poor hate the rich cuz the rich have more.

I often think that life is one long piss-take, nothing seems real to me, it all feels fake. Every time you think you've sussed it and got it beat, it rises up knocks you down and kicks out your teeth.

I know I've got a lot, I should be happy but I'm not. Everything seems so trivial, so much value placed on material. Too many knives poised at too many backs. Authenticity and kindness society seems to lack.

You tell me 'look at the good it has' to me that's like waving the white flag.

I'd like to change the world, see a light at the end of this long night but I'm too pissed to raise my head so I guess I will stay here in my bed. Dreaming of how wonderful life should and could be, then the news comes on the TV, destruction and violence is all I see. So many reasons to take a life the hate filled assuming they have that right, their minds are so far off track I can't see how you'd get them back.

I'd like to change the world, see some light at the end of this long night but I'm just too pissed to raise my head, so I guess I'll stay here in my bed.

Doing no good, doing no bad and wrapped up tight in my white flag.