Motivated to make a means from nothing,
Yet desperate to make this life mean something,
Driven to succeed through insecurity,
And those who don't lack maturity.
Concerned of what we make and sell,
Without a thought of what we make of our selves.
Looking down upon an addict on the street,
Addicts ourselves, can't see past our own feet.
Reuniting to boast of our success,
Real emotion neglected, we dress to impress.
False beliefs of our chosen actions,
Each action, nothing more than a chain reaction.
The illusion that there's such a thing called trust,
We lie to ourselves just to settle the dust.
Live blindly imprisoned; or open your eyes to see
To see how tight your chains are, to see you have
no key.
The flow on this reads a
The flow on this reads a little bit tricky for me but the words are very powerful. I feel like this applies to me as bad as it is. Great work! keep it up
Thank you for reading my
Thank you for reading my work!
Yeah well sadly its my idea of everyone..
But hey that just my idea. I'm sure theres
a brighter side... Let me know if you find it first :P
A very nice read, Skye. It's
A very nice read, Skye. It's nice to see you back at PP...
Thanks thanks Carl! It's nice
Thanks thanks Carl!
It's nice to be back too:)