tainted vision
Disregarding all rules of society, yet wondering why our goals are unattainable. Goals... What are they in this generation? Jewelry? That new whip? The "newest" clothes and shoes? Honestly I couldn't even tell you... We're all vanity slaves, withdrawing from the bigger picture; life. Our future, but who knows if we'll ever make it there. Is our vision so distorted that we're blinded by reality? Brutally dysfunctional. I'm falling short of society's expectations. No way to replace it, only to embrace it. No point to erase it, but to go chase it. What's a goal without a vision? What's a vision without a dream? Disoriented.. Bewildered by a totem pole that was created by the man at the bottom, shuffling his way to the top. Ambition beads upon the foreheads who long after their visions piecing every movement with delicacy to be sure it is all necessary and proper.
