REFLECTIONS AND MIRRORS

Deadline

 

We’re always chasing that deadline

Facing that endless end line 

Telling our faces that we’ll be fine

Even though we know that we lie

 

To ourselves

 

We are our own slaves

Hasting and pacing to those glorious days

Where we’ll finally escape this haze

Of the infinite work phase

 

But let’s be real about our immortal dreams

Forever pursuing to the greatest extremes

Fording great rivers, great many rush streams

Only to find our hopes were just illusions projected to screens

 

I said we lie and we lie so we can cheat

Hoping to find, to finally beat

That truth to that lie that we really believe 

To be the end of the everlasting heat 

 

Of the game

 

Make no mistake I drop the truth.

You know these hopes—they’re just lies to the youth

To make us jump through big fiery hoops

To play to the amusement of the great aloof

 

Big guy in the sky—now is he even real?

Or is he the corporate telling us how to feel

About everything in that big fucking deal

We signed when were just babies, crying for a meal

 

Man they tricked us

Picked us

Mother fucking restrict us

So we won’t make a big fuss

 

Sucked into the riptide 

Make up your own mind

Or else you’ll find

Your heart rate races till it

                                                          dead lines.