it must be in our nature to forget

the immensity of the planet

since we are taught

to stuff ourselves

in an assortment of boxes

that in no way fit

who we're meant to be


we are individuals in every way

except our dreaming

what do you expect

when imagination is crushed

between the gears of the machine

we can't even sing anymore

melodies are regurgitated

instead of inspired

apathy set to sound

we are dying

and celebrate it

accept the worst kinds of nihilism

draped in hope's clothing

of course

the blind are the only ones

who see

depressed knowitalls

who love to wreck the party

everyone else

is having.

(c) 2008 l.a.m.

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