Sunday, October 11, 2015

What The Brick?

My house is made of bricks.

My home is made of bricks. 
It holds my personality, morality, 
And defines my mentality.
To reject a good salary,
Over my own minds fatality. 
The world is trying to break through. 
Taking my home brick by brick. 
Replacing my concrete world with glass. 
But I'm tired of picking up the shards. 
Religion, money, a useless education, 
Whatever happened to experience?
Happiness, wisdom, love,
All forgotten when it comes to being on top.
Happiness becomes money, 
Wisdom becomes age, 
And love becomes sex. 
Friends are just for self benefit. 
And mother nature was put there just so I can have my first kiss in the rain. 
I thought we learned long ago that the sun doesn't orbit around the earth. 
Why would the brightest star care about something so broken anyways?

3 comments:

  1. The last line made this literally the best thing. It really tied it all together so well.

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  2. "And mother nature was put there just so I can have my first kiss in the rain. " #stolen

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