Dark Poems Of A Sad Mind

ACT

we're all unpaid actors on this giant set
With unknown scripts and no character depth
There's no background character or main character
We all have our own stories and they intertwine with one another

There's no character arc, it's all a façade
The human mind is fickle, it can change at anytime
Our actions are influencable, the results undetermined
Our thoughts indescernible, it changes on a whim
The earth is a giant machine and we all are tiny gears, a fraction do not fit in, they're not where they're supposed to be
while many just aren't working, thinking they set themselves free

There are gears of different sizes, which represents our impact
The higher your range of influence, the more you get to impact
Some people are indisposable, while some work best when they're gone
And some don't even work at all, they should have been gone from day one

Influence varies in different ways,
The good, the bad and sometimes gray
Nothing is perfect, nothing can't change
Nothing lasts forever, no matter how great
Would you leave a mark
Or would you just be washed away ?
Along with many other people who couldn't pave a way
There's so much that is going on,
So much that's at stake
Vital gears are falling out, and it's worsening by the day

The play is slowly unravelling, the end is drawing near We are all unpaid actors, and this is our set.