Escape Society's Trap
Too much energy builds up in my mind.
Is this the way my brain was designed?
I feel fine, but my thoughts race like a train committing crimes.
Sometimes I wish it would stop
The mind chatter eats at my innocence
Sometimes I'm left bleeding in doubt
More experiences in life desensitize stimulation
A constant struggle to chase after youthful instincts
No longer fresh and full of vivid color
Perception changes
Different outlooks separate me from others
The working world is fast and repetetive
Its Robotic living becomes a soul sedative
Is this what it means to be old?
To not feel and mindlessly develop habits and mold?
I refuse to fall under this spell
It hypnotizes many to develop self-limiting beliefs from hell
Can becomes can't
Do becomes try
Excellence becomes perfection
An invisible cage is then built for comfort and protection
Society usually wins
But I'll keep fighting for my spirit, soul, and freedom.
No comments:
Post a Comment