The angry faces
The controlled spaces
In search of friendly places
I cross the street
and hear a car backfire
my body reacts like
I just got stabbed in my kidneys
I center myself and proceed
Got to get from point A to point B
in the hopes of finally being free
to enjoy a point C
To live your adolescents
trying to get peer acceptance
to find yourself in a lonely
space of adulthood trying to
see who will complete you
when all is said and done
and your relationships are over
and done and once again I
am back at one
I center myself and proceed
in my, Strange Land called LIFE
RECYCLED HUMAN 