There’s no depth
Within a man
When his only thought
Is someone else’s

I can’t find
My individual

There’s no happiness
With a man
When his only laugh
Is someone else’s

Where did the humor go?

I can’t see
The individuality
Of a sheep
I can’t perceive
The thought
Of not thinking

There’s no charm
In a life
That’s lived only
For some one else

I can’t find
My creative thinker

There’s no freedom
In a word
When all words
Are defined by authority

By whose authority
Do you live?

I can’t be
The real me
When you see
That I’m not you


I could never be you
The real you
Because you don’t exist

And your self-pity
A river rode by the weak
Time goes by so slowly
When you’re the lonely

Aren’t you afraid?
Soon your walls will crash
And you’ll be threatened
By your own reality

Aren’t you afraid?
That everyone
Will be you
Someday

Aren’t you afraid?
That you are everyone
Today

Depthless
Weightless
Thoughtless
Lifeless

What is life without meaning?

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