So many things
To so many people
Is there a such thing
Of “All things equal”
If so
Then why the competition
Do we even listen
Or care for that matter
I like to think of it
As busy chatter
When do we get real
With how we really feel
Oh I forgot
They’ll just give us a pill
So we will just keep it all in
And pretend
To fit in
Again and again
Until the end
