In The End

In the end does anyone have a choice?

Does democracy rule not rule by their voice?

Can you see in the dark?

Can you dare to try?

 

The future that is held before us,

Can be altered not changed before us,

in the end.

This world that is known as our own,

We can change, but not make a difference,

In the end.

 

There's no hope,

In the end.

No use in trying,

In the end.

No use resisting,

In the end.

No use in really ever being,

End.

 

Can you see into the future?

Is there to be an end for sure?

Is the no end to those who try?

Sadly everyone else will cry.

 

What happens? 

Do we all just fade?

Or do we all have those happy endings?

So fake, so fragile.