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my brain is housing fears
that this world is nothing more
than illusion
that reality is a game
and i keep coming up
in last place
lagging behind my peers
at the bottom with my social status
every day hungry
begging for table scraps
from the Masters of division subdivision
non-personable suburbia
death to individual
only copies no original
suffocation of the mind
bad dreams coming true
and i only wish i knew
an escape route from this grave
as the hive mind takes control
there’s a question burning in my soul
what is it for that i’m striving?
this 9 to 5 ain’t living
it’s merely surviving


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