Quest*

Everything is grey

Monotonous

Meaningless

Everything?

It amounts to nothing

Not the way I see it

You're not as big as you think you are

Not in this kind of world

Where pollution fills your mind

With the taste of acid

And the smell of copper.

Why do we go on,

Year after year

Day after day?

Nothing matters anymore.

People pass you by

Without turning to look

Without stopping to think

Without wanting to know

About the turmoil in your head

Because deep down inside

They know what it's like

That madness

It's attractive

Seductive

Until it happens to you.

So this is my quest

For life.