So much lost.

There is so much that we have lost,
Yet not much was gained,
From what we once knew,
Quickly it has changed.
The gain of loss is what we know,
So used to the cycle, we learn and grow,
Never expecting the new,
Never enjoying the same,
We have forgotten what it means to be happy.
With our eyes we never see,
With our minds we never learn,
Our lives that we waste,
Letting our hope and dreams fade away to a deserted place,
What or where are we living in?