Dreaming
Lost in a whirlwind, watching the world spin/
Gossip and girlfriends, topics of world trends/
All in a monitor, sit, look on and observe/
Once you click it on, solves all problems emerged/
Ain’t gotta concern, sit idly by/
Lookin back at the window staring out at the sky/
Bitterly criticize, individuals lives/
Taught to live with no ties under a hidden disguise/
Repetition sets the system, we’re given a choice/
Spread our wisdom but none listen due to minimal voice/
It’s ironic, needing thousands to support on a beat/
The challenge is most are self absorbed in the street/
Can’t form words to speak, interactions disabled/
A person’s unique when attached with a cable/
Latched in the fatal predicaments arising/
Dreams can’t grow, then the dream stays inside/
And it’s gone…
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Originally Posted by Prophet Picasso
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