Living for achievements
Try to stake a claim
Just faking all our smiles
And stowing away our shame
I hate this ceaseless misery
I hate to wear these chains
That rattle in anxiety
Drowning me in pain

We are not living life
And everything I see
Every title and accomplishment
Means nothing to me
Working hard to get there
And yet it’s still vanity
There is only one thing I want
And that is to be free

Free from the mindsets
We’ve come to be conditioned
Because Truth is so much greater
Than our fabricated missions
Bored of all the titles
Tired of religions
Head upon a plaque
Like a trophy mount, envisioned

Displayed there in stature
Slowly collecting dust
You place your faith, it fades...