Trouble without notice.
Eyes deep in distraction.
Everyone around not taking action.
Feelings mutual, dutiful pastime.
We don’t see it, so what of it?
Just another crime.
It’ll all go away, we pray, we hope.
But nothing turns around,
There’s plenty of ways to cope.
Understand the cycle.
Ignore, It’ll all go away.
There’s no one on Earth
With words to convey.