Generation in a maze

It all starts on a piece of a paper

Seek inspiration forget your hater

Find your profession a teacher a leader or even a sailor

Life is a train and people’s stories are recited in a trailer

Philosophical theories surrounded us from all directions

Our minds became like a compass that guide us to one direction

One direction where we want to find the secret of perfection

Perfection wants us to step on our manners and forget about our affections

Affections make us lost and trapped just like detention

All of these complications cage our generation in deterioration

But no matter what was the result of this opaque equation

We still have this spark that will unite the nations

Look in the history and memorize its past

There were empires going up and downs

As a proof that life is mortal and nothing could last

We are intelligent creatures who should fit on this great mass

Don’t tell me about your ambition of the A class

Don’t tell me that you are willing to be another politician in mask