Something new, tell me what you think don't hold back

[Lycaeus]

I've got something to say,
But there's no one there to hear me,
I've got something to say,
But there's no one to listen.

I'm just a boy, only a boy.

In a world of depravity,
where I look anywhere and clearly see,
poverty, rapidly diminishing dignity
a dichotomy of fallacy,
a vast system out of balance,
a plastered sense of absence,
what is blasphemy,
if not blindness to humanity,
truth jammed in a dark cavity,
understand the family,
that we all are but can't grow to see,
an infertility of what the mind can be,
gaze into your individuality,
look for a singularity,
a serene sight of duality,
clear that to comprehend is futility,
for we are forever shrouded in ambiguity,
doomed to know only obscurity,
Still we can stand up and radiate bright,
Open our minds, our eyes, and take flight
Glad that life doesn't come without a fight,
Just look inside and find the light.

Yet I'm a boy, only a boy,
Idealistic and naive.