Life is a Rubik's Cube:
impossible for the average man to understand
that each piece has it's own plan.
Even when you think you see you'll come to find
What you saw in your mind
Failed.
Turning around without a clue
how you, or anyone really fits.
Those shits who call themselves rulers of the world
understand less than a little girl
who right now is playing with mud.
A mistake to disbud, they'd like to
put her in her place, "for the good of the race".
We start to define
A line between good and evil
Between God and Devil
We like to separate ourselves from
the "other" pieces
We all think we know what's best,
attest to doing only good.
But should these pieces be moved like this
or will they only be a hinderance
when trying to complete the puzzle?
You seem to find
the right kind of move
so you smile with triumph.
Then
when you think you finally got it,
You're right back where you started...
