One man’s ceiling
is another man’s floor
do the structures
make you feel secure?
Life feels like a race
One that you can never
be won
whether you are racing
for
money
prestige
for love
I personally am racing for leverage
because it is the only way
that I can have PEACE
because to have peace sadly
you have to have $
because to be treated fairly you
have to be untouchable
otherwise..
you will always have someone
stomping on your ceiling
Blasting music from underneath
your floor and barging
in your door
I want to run away
from the city
but I am scared of the Country
It is dark and isolated
and the aloneness
I have felt my whole life
will be a reality
This world seems insane
with the oddest role models
from Presidents to Socrates
they are the pillars of logic
leadership, and contradictions
When and if we win the race of our desires
will it make the pain go away?
what are you are racing for?
