Apathy

Sometimes I wish for that taste of bliss, I remember when I was young and ignorant. Feel what it’s like to care less. Unlearn my privileges.

I could turn off the news, Devices on mute. How nice it would be, to only worry about me.

I love the sound of that, But that’s the easy path. Can’t go back to sleep, Must kill the apathy.

Maybe the point of life is to feel joy and to suffer. Maybe feeling others' pain is what makes a capable lover. Maybe I should always try to be a benefit to others. Maybe apathy is the devil undercover.

Original song. Original lyrics. Organic vocal recording. For this audio/visual production, the assistance of AI was used within the workflow. Ask me anything about my process, I'm an open book. I wear my heart on my sleeve.

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