Avoid the concept of your death   Inanimate in every breath   Constrain it to the back of mind   Life and death become intertwined      Lifetimes spent searching   No distinct meaning   Forced into embittered constructs   Imprisoned by the disregard of the self      Existence is not permanent   Opportunity is exigent   The path to significance   Is paved in indifference      Does not life fucking mean anything to you?      We turn our heads since we can't bear the sight of our own futility   We turn our heads to evade the anguish amongst us all