Awake

Is this all there is?

There’s nothing to see

A world that asks so much

But leaves me worse than empty

Is hope still alive

In this endless parade?

There must be something pure

To fill the lonely void of this charade

Wake up,

Stop pretending

This day’s beginning in ending

No more blank illusions

Your dark dream,

Throw it away,

A way for survival

New day,

Bright arrival

Take back all that you gave up