I understand
You lack the vision
To look ahead in the distance
To follow-through
The avenue
Where you withdrew
Stop from worldview
Seing everything
Around you turning blue
And you have no clue
But for a few
Thoughts that were so shrew
And the world spew
That wasn't true
And you wish for everything anew
Knowing very well
Nowhere there's a holy guru
And you are no master of kung fu.