End of Their Road

I would whisper lies and they would come to me Riddle me this I would show them truths and they would walk away Riddle me that I opened up their eyes but they would turn their heads and cover their ears They did not want to wake up to a world they knew did not exist Soon comes their time to parish I tried to warn them Guess I will have to sit and watch the show go down I would feed their shallow needs for empathy they would obey Lead them to the shortest path of wholesomeness and they walk astray Strangers sharing filtered lives of emptiness You're not alone! Scared of what the mirror might reflect to them That they're all alone Soon comes their time to parish I tried to save them Guess I will have to sit and watch the show go down Said it all Done it all Cared for all Now we're at the end of their run I'll be here Waiting here Contemplating here Right at the end of their run