I have fallen into a crowd of consumers,
from which I am not sure I will ever escape.
They seem to breathe life into me,
but in reality all they do is steal bits and parts of my essence.
They fill me up like an engine,
full of false hope, and then crash into me like a drunk driver.
There is no thought for any other,
nor respect for my wishes, and
soon I shall turn into the empty shell that floats in the ocean of life forevermore