Ant or Man


Endless conversations

Circle my content head

Filled with yelling and whispers

About something that must be said

Because we live to hear

About stories that must be told

And as happy as we get

Somebody’s dignity has been sold


How great it is to feel

Like we’re intelligent enough

To not live such a life so real

We feel we live up in the clouds

And we look down with such disgust

How we love to watch these little ants

Who can act so different from us

Lets shine our magnifying glasses

Make them burn in their shame

That makes them so different from others

Which in turn makes us all the same

But I don’t know where I fall into

If I’m an ant or a man

And my stomach feels like shit 

Thinking that I should give a damn


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