The Bland Within

This is what I am

I cant make it stop

No matter how much I want to change.

This is who I am

And I've made my peace.

Now the boredom can set in

I can't make it go away.

Progress made towards self discovery

Might not be progress at all.

Making light of the banality

Might be the only recourse.

Look out

See life close around you

The routine becomes what you are.

Look out

See all the mistakes

That you'll make a hundred times more.

Look out see life close around you

The routine becomes what you are

Look out see all the mistakes

You'll be making a hundred times

A thousand times

A million times more

This is what I am

I cant make it stop

No matter how much I want to change.

This is who I am

And I've made my peace

Now the boredom can set in

I can't make it go away.

The same old words

The same old voice

The same old options without much choice.

Now you know yourself

Now you see just how fucked up

You're predisposed to be.