Fish Bowl

I look up
It feels good
I feel small
Like I should
Still I crave
And I cry
I've felt love
And I smile
And I don't know why, but I'll try
The smallest of waves, are they mine?
Do I just watch or can I drive?
I look in
It feels good
I ask why
Like I should
And I'm big as a sun, and I'm small as a seed
And I'm loving and kind and I'm selfish and mean
The weight of a lifetime, on top of an ant
And the feelings are real, but who talks to my hands
Well I speak the words like they're mine
Do I have a say? Should I try?
Well you wouldn't know a free mind
I'll leave the smallest fingerprints
By choice or was it imminent?
My evolution just a script
Death right on time
So who's to blame for loss of love?
Or broken minds turned murderous
Or every joy that carries us year after year
Delude ourselves with permanence
A shield to insignificance
Just please don't ever speak of it
We cherish our lies
Are we destined to question our fate?
And think ourselves in figure eights?
With no discovery to be made
Hungry for life
Why?