this is for the people always feeling trapped
got nowhere better to go so we always go back
piling stacks of life, resourcefully abundant
but can't help always feeling this redundant
that shit repugnant, gliding through great disruptions
the only proof you see is in that manifestation
this congregation of constructed institutions
is killing my natural instincts and intuition
rolling forward but retarded in inertia
developed by my habit of developing pyrexia
it comes from nowhere and suddenly, kaboom
like a dormant spore only destined to bloom
but i'm honestly sick of waiting for shit to happen
an opened can of worms sinking right in tandem
needing oxygen to sustain my resurrection
but always waking up to this god-damn situation
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