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!