Your structures, all I do is see through them
Selfish systems surrounding
Millions, billions
Alone yet near
Far yet close
Drawn into it as I walk away
Wondering if any of this would matter
If it was just me?
The more aware I became
The more aloof I believed
Now we brag and proclaim
About our lives filled with shame
As our materials become ourselves
When a number measures our value
Does that mean we inherently have no meaning?