Surrounded by superficial and artificial it's hard to see ahead.
Distractions from social madness and mediocrity that has been glorified.
I do not hide, merely stand aside and analyze.
Others participate and criticize, yet they idolize all that stands before and beneath them.
I rise above, floating away from "the norm".
That's what I never want to be.
This circus is like a whiff of bad breath, society blows.
- Author: Mizzjewel ( Offline)
- Published: October 22nd, 2017 21:27
- Category: Unclassified
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