You sit there with your little rules
Enduring all that innocent pain
Who really has the time to
Reward your enormous restrain?
The hope of a fairytale
That the worthy will come by
To give you the relief
And kiss the pain goodbye
And you do it all thinking
Of a reward, for the compliance
With society, with the people
For the drug of reliance
Until it hits you one day
That no one cares enough
To even listen to your side of it
That you've had it rough
So I hope that the true souls
Love themselves a little more
Your heart owns a valid ticket
In this planet full of infinite shows.
-Al
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 5th, 2024 01:08
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 5
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