Chiseled out of stone
Another faceless human drone
Empty future, empty dreams
Nothing�s ever as it seems
Mind drifts off into space
While intelligence leaves without a trace

Don�t forget to look �em in the eye
Don�t you ever be so shy
Speak up, loud and clear
Don�t let them see your fear
Don�t forget the winning smile
Keep it up for just a while

Who came up with all these illusions?
All that�s left is a mess of confusions.
Our mind filled with contradictions
We become a work of fiction
Reality replaced with misconceptions
Truth becomes the last thing society mentions

If we don�t live up to what is expected
We fall to the floor and are disrespected
We become outcasts
So we must hide behind our masks
Lives shattered because of the unrealistic dream
I decide to stop fighting the current and drown downstream.
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