I want to be there when the world ends
To feel powerless as the boat of humanity
Falls slowly prey to the vacuum of the sea
I want to watch their expressions;
All of humanity, simultaneously losing everything
Into the depths of destruction
I want to see
the panic
the regret
the tears
the ones who laugh
the peaceful
the fearful
I want to know if they see it now;
What’s important, what they missed
What they wished their lives had been
I want to create a fake end
To shock people into caring about
What it is that really matters
The world lives in “me” mode
It’s not until “me” is taken out of the picture
That we see it was never really about us
