What it is I'm trying to find?

Despite the stainless steel walls I erected,
chemical experiences showed me how to flex it
While I'm highly logical
I still feel depressive and psychological
Though I can bend the frame of context in and around my being
dissolve the shame, step past the sin to profound changes worth seeing
I don't.

We all have the technology and funding to make it function
whats the next obstacle, something like a corporate luncheon
where the friendly conversation is formally mapped out to exchange,
all parties can participate regardless of how deranged

The department of publicity expresses some concern while the
information leaks have caused their dirty lies to burn
Internal affairs makes the effort to mend the seams
but the public's prayers for peace have realistically surpassed dreams

Finally the man in charge steps out of his cloaked illusion,
he silences the chatter that leaves only the hopeless conclusions
But suddenly he checks his watch and dashes out of sight,
what it is he searches for is the sunrise at midnight.