I am struggling to see the light of day create An image so perfect crystal clear Dont plant the seeds of worry and fear For they might adhere to all the things that you hold dear The universe may have another plan To guide us from afar and help us understand The only way to escape the ordinary Is to be constantly evolving Our eyes always compromised Blinded by our own demise How can we call this progress If we destroy ourselves in the process?
adhere, compromised, evolving, ordinary, afar