Midnight musing/ midnight madness
We tread invisible egg shells
In our imaginary palace
Reality is slipping away from me like starlight
Humans have built their own gilded cage
The fabric of society is fake
Built on slavery and explotation
They gave life a price and called it capitalism
The earth beneath my feet feels manmade
Less and less of the world remains real
Need I travel to mars or Antarctic or the bottom of the sea
To find myself
Human lives revolve around the superficial
Humans were too advanced for this world;
We couldnt just live, breed, survive
We had to destroy, create, strive
For some invisible perfection
The universe has no agenda
So why do we
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