Adventure Is My Name

I realize it must be damn hard to change when you can't let go of your fake worldly ideal which flows from your bad imagination. And when you start believing in your "light" and those empty words as a means of getting all that, and you're able to materialize the "change", it becomes unbearably harder. It's so possible to be "successful" in a world where any crap is valuable... where's the adventure? They told it to go away.