A life of indulgence
A life in denial
Yet my urges prevail
And I move on

The world remains unchanged
Nothing I do matters
I cannot interact
On a fundamental level

The self, the conscious thought
A slave to the passion
My visions and dreams
Turn to dust

Lord of despair
Lord of dust
I've gone nowhere
Oblivious existence

Through closed eyes
I saw the world
As I open them
Nothing has changed
Now I see