What's left

Nothing
We can't recall anything.
Obey the rules
Do this and that
Maybe you'll get lucky
Probably not
Luck is for those who have it.
Redundancy.
We'll always be shit
Standing in the shadows of something else
Wondering what could've been
There's only one way out
And I can take it
I can.
I want to.
So much.
There's nothing left.
We'll always be shit
In a shitty world of our own creation.
How easy would it be
To blame anything else.
We know the truth though
No hiding from it
Wish we could run faster.
Away and away.