little by little we crawl across the floor
steadily making our way to the door
blindfolded by knowledge
we weren't meant to see
becoming the people
we weren't meant to be
controlling our fates
and waking to find
the lives we have left
are all in our minds
we have nothing real
just lies to ourselves
all the important things
are up on a shelf
to make room for our cell phones
and shiny sports cars
we dream to be famous
we dream to be stars
what's wrong with the world
was it so long ago
when we sat around fires
and played in the snow
when we saw what was there
and we knew it was true
there was earth, there was sky
there was me, there was you
no heaven, no hell
no devil, no God
just what we could see
not what we had bought

posted by 123454321 at 8:05 PM