Self portrayed

There used to be a difference

A reference of what we become

There used to be a sign

A signal of excellence's bound

There used to be reference

A different sign of excellence and some

And yet there's a privilege

A basin of all that makes a difference

Truly with truthfulness

Fullness finds us worthless

Beautifully with togetherness

We are beasts hunger for loneliness

Carefully with emptiness

What we fight for is endless

At least grudges holds us with fairness

In corridors of harmony

The walls awaits alimony

In steps of reconciliation

The tiles holds information

The past is awful

The future is awfully awful

We are the wrong path of fools