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Stop. Breathe.

Ghettotastic_bong

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You are not a fat kid eating cake
This is not a contest
You aren't going to win by trying harder
Being faster, smarter, better

No, you'll wait
Stuck in middle class management
your life, your family your job
All part of the same framework
Trying to be something you're not

Wake up. The alarm is going off.
It's 6:30 AM. You can't wait. There's no time to wait.
If you lie in bed longer, your family won't think you love them.
That's right.

Jump through the hoop
Climb the fence
Be a good boy and fetch the ball

Wake up from the same nightmare night after night
Running, trying to escape
What and why
Not knowing what it means
Atleast, pretending not to at this point

Another 5 years passes
Your co-worker has been promoted, has a porchse
You. Still where you were. Middle class management
Middle class life.

Middle class adolscent children who'd rather steal and disboey
Talk about their pains. Their suffering. The angst of teenage years.
I'll show you an angst. It rings at 6:30 AM and doesn't have a summer vacation.

Stop. Breathe.
You are what you are.
Now go back under.
You're not safe here.

Seeing it all right in front of you, it's too plain
Too simple, too perfect

The nothingness all folded into a neat little package.
The surburban lifestyle.
Two and a half car garage...
 
This expresses very similar thoughts to a piece i recently posted here, and i agree completely with what you're saying. It's a bit of a farce, the life that most people seem to strive for - the nice car in a good area with 2.3 kids and a white picket fence...

No one ever seems to search for a deeper meaning anymore... :/
 
Yep,, hard to figure out our owns paths that make life what it is but this is a great piece you have written out,, I like the feel of it,, and true the under meaning is,, great stuff
 
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