I danced a tango with my hubris high on youth. We swept across the dance floor to subjective truth. But there was no harmony there. No reason for coexistence. Nothing to span the distance now. Do we even know who we are. Living like all life is forfeit. Like we can just go redefine it. Regardless what we broke. Who died and made us stars. With our intellectual gambits. Our millionaire flair and our antics. We're like mirrors seen through smoke. I tried a shanty with the fool to find my pace. Anything from puns to jests to intertwine our ways. But there was no loyalty to hope. And funny the need for mercy. How it makes us bleed all mercy now. Do we even know who we are.... Now the melody's void of sympathy. cos that shit's in byte size bits on YouTube. so tell me what am I supposed to do. When the malady's no remedy. Till we reach the lowest absolute. And necessity will finally force something through what's walling you. Do we even know who we are...