FREAK SHOW
I’m tired of being part of this freak show
This Rat Race that we all know
Thinking we know what is and ain’t real
And Guiding our lives by what we feel
Being Sucked In and Sucked Dry all at the same time
Moving to the rhythm of a fake rhyme
Ending up places that I never thought
I’d go
Cause it’s a Freak Show, a Freak Show
We’re all Walking and Gawking through our days
Wandering as if we’re in some kind of maze
It’s skin and sin, trying to numb ourselves again
Trying to ignore this Hog Pen we’re in
But our pain keeps coming back with every panic attack
Piling up on our plate like a giant pancake stack
But it’s all getting way too heavy, you know
Cause it’s a Freak Show, a Freak Show
I’m really tired of buying into the lies of my self talk
Climbing up the path of Jacks’ old Bean Stalk
Letting this old circus treat me like a Head Line
I hear the whispers coming from behind the shine
And I feel like a freak but I want out,
you see
How about it? How many of you are
with me?
Let’s shut the power off to this nasty flow
Cause it’s a Freak Show, a Freak Show.
- Author: MDStone ( Offline)
- Published: November 7th, 2021 15:26
- Comment from author about the poem: We live in such a superficial society, we miss what really matters, what’s really important. It’ like we’re all caught up in a Freak Show.
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
I shut if off a long while back.... we don't have to live like that.... but it is not for the faint of heart because it means you walk alone a good part of the time.
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