Where do you all stand?
You are all triggered.
Trying to figure
How do you do things you know deep down are not meant to be done by you?
You are already drained
And still willing to stray
Despite having a lot on your plate
But you all are still willing to sacrifice it
I wonder what are you all up to
Looking down upon others, not in your lane
You sometimes find it difficult
Concentration is blowing your minds left and right
Why does it seem like you are all forced to praise?
I just wished you were never desperate for dimes
I really wished you didn’t choose coins
And sold your souls in exchange for wealth
After all, who am I granted permission to judge?
I hope you choose what your heart believes and desires
How I wished you good
How I thought you were listening carefully
How I was pretty sure you would choose wisely
In the end, everybody stands a chance to go for what they want
I am still trying to figure it out
How you all found your souls in there!