Sunroom

Loss of innocence Here is a typical story Of wander without lust A life that wasn't so boring But then came regret It pulled me deep down in my head The meaning was fleeting Trapped inside with all these Walls closing in so terrifying Wasn't likely to solve all our problems Emphasizing death defying There's one bright place Where there's no house Come with me I'll take you to my sunroom I've been worried Telling my stories Feeling like I'm someone I'm not Another day older training like a soldier For a battle that I already fought In search of happiness Why is this a typical story? Of Gen Z wariness World crumbling to our feet All brave but regret Always made to second guess We've witnessed the business Suppression comes without these Walls closing in so quietly Violently they end all our problems Emphasizing ingenuity There's one bright place Where there's no house Come with me I'll take you to my sunroom I've been worried Telling my stories Feeling like I'm someone I'm not Another day older training like a soldier For a battle that I already fought There's a place inside with nothing to hide I'll be basking in the warmth of the sun When my hand grow cold of the toxic mold A disease that their minds all run All run