The Future of Speech

My prospects have become less promising I find it hard to believe in anything Seems I lost my world and so I lost my faith And I can't go back to where I've been A brand new day It can't get worse Hear myself say It can't get worse I have no lies or truth in what I say There is no meaning The words are numb and I am so afraid There is no meaning This is another chance or so I'm told By these who can push themselves at any cost They bless me with their fingers crossed My youth is stolen, transformed and sold