Killing It

This comes as no surprise,

We're emptying our supplies

We're only thinking about the

Size of the pile of shit to buy

Over and over we take what we want

To take even if the bond with nature will break

And when I lay me down to sleep

I wonder why I'm feeling fucking incomplete

I must try to be the guy that defeats all the lies

Wiser than the ones that I despise

So listen now

We're living in this world and we're killing it

It's so absurd, and for dollar bills

We keep on drilling it, until we're mentally ill

A big burial site, no light in this endless night

Please let me rewrite the story to get it right