Titles Say It All

Why the hell do we do this
Is it just some rhetorical test
The choices before your endless rest

Are we waiting 
For a cold cement tomb
An eternity in a windowless room

I can see how they lose 
Dropping all the normal thought
The right or wrong we were taught

Maybe its easier to have nothing 
The killers and all the droolers 
Rather then trading places with company rulers 

Lets just go out singing 
Look at the bright side life
Till you realize every single thing is strife