Why do I suddenly feel hate?
Everything is wonderful,
but I’m unhappy.
Figuring out what happened
is never an easy thing
to put my finger on
when this springs up,
catching me off guard.
Check the sky.
What’s going on with the planets?
Something has got to be in retrograde,
fucking shit up.
The hell can’t I eat healthy and exercise
and get a good sleep every night!
If I could do these simple tasks
my life would miraculously straighten out,
Money, money, money!
All the junk I “want,”
just get it out
so I can see clearly
how deluded and poisoned
consumerism has made me.
Got all the things,
still not happy.
Something fundamentally morbid at my core
is gnawing away, leaving me hollow.
Now running on empty,
how can I give to my son?
It’s not right and it’s not me, either.
This depression is an energy drain on all the world.
Tapping into it right now is dragging me down.
There are better energy sources to plug myself into,
as humanity needs to adopt more efficient resources
to power our existence.
That’s my issue.
I get caught up trying to look at the big picture,
only to have been focusing on a few ugly details,
painting my own sad rendition from there.