i am a self conscious robot in a sleeping society a single person against many i realize my monotonous days are being spent as a waste i realize my blatant apathy is taken as acceptance to live in a world of grays and repetitiveness
if i pulled my heart out of my chest, you would find nothing of worth but if you pulled my brain out of my head, flourishing ideas are sprouting despite the hard soil that it grows in they are planted in the basis of society and continue to grow due to individual thought not many refuse to parrot back the words of the past and try to write the future
"respect your elders, they are wiser than you" we have grown up on decades of teaching children on how to be quiet creative minds are silenced yet i continue to go to school and do the work expected
i realize all the faults but what can one person do?
in a world filled with people accepting everything with careless ease, i realize the themes between the lines they are bullying us into submission yet i am but a child there is nothing i can do