Oh to live in a bubble
Where time isn\'t running
Block out all the noise
No fear of what\'s becoming
The world has always let me down
Now I watch it fall apart
My empathy hasn\'t run out
I\'m just not selfless enough
Can\'t change a thing
Just by caring too much
Can\'t carry everyone\'s pain
I could barely carry mine
I am but a speck of dust
Hanging by a whisker
In this vast, cruel world
What can a small, insignificant
Speck like me do?
Why don\'t you ask
Those who are at the top
Of this class divide
I\'m just living in the middle
Trying to survive
Oh to live in my own world
While the rest are suffering
Am I a terrible person
For not doing something?
For choosing to look away
From all things unsettling
A momentary escape
In my safe little space
Trying to maintain
A blissful disposition
Detaching from reality
Through deep meditation
Justifying my privilege
Having gone through hell myself
I light a candle
And burn some sage
Ignoring the world outside
That is burning too
I whisper, \"love and light\"
And convince myself, this is alright
I am grateful to be here
But I\'m also really tired