Messages From the Void

Where Did I Go Wrong?

I hear those words echoing in my head
but can't seem to pinpoint the frequency.
Where did I go wrong?
Where didn't I go wrong?
Am I really the wrong one?
I thought, as my mind jumped to the state of the world.
I chuckled as I passed by an elderly couple,
They looked at me sideways and moved faster.
So content, but with worry that someone might interrupt,
might intrude upon their inner world they'd created.
Not me, just let me pass on by while I make an imprint.
You may never forget my face for the wrong reasons
but in the end, we'll see who was in the wrong all along.
My intention has never been to bring anyone down,
those who misconstrue that are equally to blame.
So I won't intrude on your little world
as long as it doesn't interfere with the state of our world,
the one that houses our bodies but can't house our souls.
In that sense, we are free but we've all about forgotten
what it means.
We've been fed information, lies, fear since our birth
and it's getting harder and harder to remember
with bombs going off and fires erupting on our lovely, blue Earth.
Is it fair for me to say I had nothing to do with it?
No, but I've definitely added a minimal amount of strain
to our mother, our caregiver, the one who tucks us in at night.
It's the corporations that inflict the most pain,
the ones that keep producing goods with no regard for our health,
The only thing they want is green and ostentatious.
So why do I continue hearing the same thing:
Where did I go wrong?