Something isn’t right
Guiltless nights
Restless days
Skirting around humanity
Plowing through insanity.
Dear conscience
Teach me how to feel
Be it guilty, happy
Nervous or mad
I’m tired of empty
Nothing but numb ahead.
Dear conscience
Get back on your feet
You’ve been asleep for too long
Its time to wake up
Along with your cousins:
Passion, hopes, and dreams.
