A care at all.
It's short and you don't know what it's made of,
Never mind what it's all for.
And don't get stressed by society's demands,
Even though if you don't take them seriously,
It will discard you on the streets,
Like you would with your new attitude, responsibilities.
And don't give a thought to how you treat your loved ones,
That's only a love rooted in loose soil.
If you had any idea how easily it's all uprooted,
You'd be drunk and high and not toil.
And it's alright,
If your sense of self disappears.
Life's just too hard to take the leap of faith,
That reality's actually how it appears.
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