Public Sickness

I'm sick of the hurt

I'm sick of the pain

I'm done with the lies, the fear and the games.

I'm sick of the corruption in our governments and our hearts.

I'm sick of my incapabilities but it's too late to start again

Hope is gone

Nothing is on the mend

Who knows what's around the bend?

There is no sign that good is on its way.

They say everything will fix itself but what will an idea do that the people who made it never could?

That's just a lie

That's just an excuse

Everyone else is wrong

But we don't want to do anything

So we are right

But we decide we are powerless

That way we can complain and do nothing

When the solutions are not ours

The lack of results are not, either.

The problems belong to all of us

And the consequences of the problems they cause are ours as well.