a future so bleak

i've suddenly got the inspiration to write again
not because i was inspired, but i was de-inspired to a stage that i have to let this out.
the world is suddenly ugly again
it has switched its mask overnight
from nice
to heart wrenching

a friend of mine just fell away
disregarded himself from the rest of the gang
in mortal flesh his presence still holds
but mindfully he has left
the only remnant being his grey matter.

how longer will people stay
how long more till they hold sway
is it that hard to walk the path of righteousness
and its rewards better than happiness?

everyday i battle with my inner self
to do the right things, refrain from those wrong
i've had more victories but defeats are looming
enstranged boy in enstranged society

just what do people want
just what do i want

answers in life are paradoxes
actions of joy will become actions of sorrow
actions of grief will become actions of comfort
why is the world so messed up
why does it ever exist in the first place.
friends,family,lovers,children
they all vanish when you die.