Im staring at this blank page Actually an empty text document I think we're living in our last days Good luck to the next occupants And so sorry for the mess we left Well just put it on our tab ok? Enjoy every second you have left Never know if the rest will get swept away Im not a fan of d**h Outside of movies and video games Written text, paintings and theater plays (Im a fan) Removed that disguise (too late) But opened up my eyes for the very first times I won't sleep well the night it all dies So many planned d**hs and many unplanned lives Overloaded with supplies... useless Destined demise... we knew this but went on with our lives, stupid The truth is We should have tried harder We should have done more To ensure your tomorrow Instead the earth you inherit is weak We should have worked like serfs Just to bury them sheep But we sat back Nesting pack rats And can't back track to the exact time Just know that I sign this here in my right mind The left would see the grotesque and protest So scared to rock the boat we missed the view from the crowsnest And could have seen what we already knew Instead I sit here typing this letter to you But even then, its too late Theres nothing to do It used to be when but now the question is who I guess to whoevers out the On behalf of us all... Im sorry... so sorry