Look at Me

Time, its not so timeless

And things never seem to change

Who we are and what we do

It’s stone, not rearranged

We live, we laugh, we love, we play

We fight, we kill, we fear, we hate

Never has it mattered what it is, the day and age

Things are all that separate the volume from its page

Do not look down on those who came before, they were the same

The things you have do not make you a wiser man than they

So it’s told, the times of old were better than today

For all that ever mattered was with whom at night you lay

Take a look at all the things that now you do portray

If only you, I tell unto, I pity what you say


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