A Bright New Insight

The pressure of the fingers

From the ideals

They point out my direction

I'm nothing but a slave to a fool

Who sets out the rules

We will make the rules

Not you

Today you left us

As we watched you fly away

Can't say I really knew you

But I would have liked to see you stay

The reason why I smiled

When I said my last good bye

I knew

Bright insight

I will make my life worthwhile

Trust

I trust the insight

I will make my life worthwhile

Controlled by a conscience

That tells me what to do

And what not to

I'm nothing but a slave to a fool

Who is setting the rules

Please help me understand

Please help me understand this

Understand

Why should you waste your life

On something

You don't want to do