We are all so vain
We cannot even stitch our own cloth,
Or eat any food that is further than our own lands-
Everything we do has to be in line with everyone else's...
Naked, pail bodies.
As giant astroids plummet towards us-
The skies spiraling with streaks of purple and red;
Colors we've never seen before.
We worry more about running away
Than looking up at the sky.
We cry for our soon demise
But we never once think of it as a new beginning.
We are so absent-minded these days.
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 12:30 PM UTC
We are all so vain
We cannot even stitch our own cloth,
Or eat any food that is further than our own lands-
Everything we do has to be in line with everyone else's...
Naked, pail bodies.
As giant astroids plummet towards us-
The skies spiraling with streaks of purple and red;
Colors we've never seen before.
We worry more about running away
Than looking up at the sky.
We cry for our soon demise
But we never once think of it as a new beginning.
We are so absent-minded these days.
Everyone is so society oriented, that we don't have a mind for ourselves. We can't have our own obscure opinions and interests, without people expressing their negative views and opinions upon us. Always remember: those people only dream of getting the confidence you have ;)
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