1.Futile order
There is a hollowness to life a sortve dull pain.
It is the lies that fall like endless rain.
The false promises I disdain.
The older I get the more I try to go against the grain.
I suppose this to those whos strength over time may wane.
For those ideals of good others deemed insane.
Some lose others gain.
In the end All I know is how to try in vain