Ask yourself in the quiet of your mind
Why do we twist, even contort our life
For the satisfaction of the stupid hive
We are individuals with specific gifts
Our lives made worthless by the rifts
To become more than one who exists
Working for others, cogs in a machine
Become more, live not just in dreams
Focus upon the call, fulfill your needs
To find the life you were destined for
Find a role, your destiny, your core
Fulfill yourself, find your evermore