Everything is conditional
Everything has strings
To be pulled, tunes, and played
Everyone needs naptime
When they get tired
Everyone gets to quit
Everyone walks away
Without looking back
It’s so easy not to care
It’s so easy to just shrug
There is safety in numbers
Comfort in conformity
There is safety in numbness
Comfort in not caring
Not taking the blame
Not having fault
Not doing anything
Is always fair
In a world lacking love