Wandering through our cage
We once came here with a purpose
But our spirit has escaped the bars
And we are left chained to the surface
Living to work, working for wealth,
And gaining wealth for what?
To survive? For sport?
Certainly not for joy or value.
Without true purpose
Null of spirit
I have forgotten I have a soul
And you have forgotten you can resurface
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 11:48 PM UTC
Wandering through our cage
We once came here with a purpose
But our spirit has escaped the bars
And we are left chained to the surface
Living to work, working for wealth,
And gaining wealth for what?
To survive? For sport?
Certainly not for joy or value.
Without true purpose
Null of spirit
I have forgotten I have a soul
And you have forgotten you can resurface
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