To Imagine Divine

dying since the day they were born spit forth into a world full of bitterness and scorn a generation expected to achieve conditioned to embrace mediocrity fear of the future today becomes tomorrow child like ambition fades away you'll never be anything or so they say insecure inhibitions strangle dreams to much time spent praying to be released from this agony only to become apathetic with time callous with time their tears stain the cracks with reflective imagery release let go (sever) fall futher below with eternity standing before me the days behind become a stitch in time