Why Me?

The tormentors, the tormented, the saviours, the onlooker
And the cycle of life continues
Make me understand
Why the onlooker, why me?

Can apathy be called a driving emotion?
Can a misanthrope have a function in this ugliness?
Birth, education, shelter and energy
And voila, I’m a self sustaining process

About the ozone, I don’t care
The dying the dead the maimed, Make me!
Would it shock you if my biggest complaint
Is neck cramp from turning away so much?

I wont make a difference big or small
I wont scratch your back if my life depends on it
I wear a sign “Danger! Take Detour”
I live up to it.

I realize life is far from fair
But I had imagined it wasn’t stupid
So much precious resource, life and health,
Why on earth me?