So you’ve taken a drug,
And now you know you’re alive.
It’s a point of no return.
You’ll never be the same again.
You now know there’s no meaning.
You’re the ring bearer,
Exiled from the normal world,
Forever on the outside looking in.
If such huge changes are made by a mere chemical,
How can there be any real inner meaning in life?
Isn’t it all fashioned from the same fabric?
And this happening to kids who are 14, 15, 16 years old?
And so meaning can no longer be important.
The self is no longer defined by its world.
The self becomes simply the witness.
No space left!