Bittersweet Carousel

I’ve become so numb To smothering norms Once thrusted upon me Jolted on the carousel Awoken by madness I lazily fall out of bed Then stroll empty streets Full of vacant faces Consumed by consumption Going everywhere Yet arriving nowhere Too much hustle Not enough chuckles Too many watches Nagging redundantly Sacrificing our smiles To meet deadlines Sacrificing our love To sustain the facade Chronic carousel spins Tangling us inside Creating our desires Gauging our smiles Abruptly booted off I’m merely an observer I walk the empty streets Full of people acting out A scene I refuse to feel So I’ve become numb To ways of living to exist Instead of existing to live.