Strange Tomorrow

i was alone
became absorbed in my thoughts
and so I felt that feeling deep inside
there's nothingelse, except the notes and i
getting through that wasteland in my mind
and so it felt strage
but it felt that way before
tomorrow we'll be dumb
so we were blamed
but we were blambed before
strange tomorrow comes
so what am I?
and why am I, I ask myself?
did I become like mankind should have been?
we're all neglected, 'cos we've lost identity
we are forgotten sons, that's all we are