My head hurts and my bones ache.
I'm weary; I'm weary from all the shit decisions I make, I'm weary from the resources I take. I'm weary from my consumerism, capitalism, cynicism and all the isms in the world. I don't like this world we've made, I don't agree with the lives we trade - in order to live bigger and bigger and bigger. We slave away for our marble tombs, Wrapping homestyle magazines around our wounds. To take the pain away, To forget the disappointment and dismay At the lives that we are living, the crap that we are giving. Pouring our plastic hearts onto Facebook pages, Boasting about our disgusting wages. While little children dig in mounds of dirt, So we can upgrade our lives and flirt With Apple dreams and Android beams. I’m disgusted by my own desires That are fueled by jealous fires. To be that somebody we all dream about.
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