Compared to billions...
I am but one striving to maintain
The many millions
How is my one existence to remain?
Fame and fortune got the better of us
Wanting and needing to be loved
To the millions of social outcast
To a finality of a one to yet serve
Does it take a million to make one?
A one amongst us with superiority
Simply of games we foolishly hunt
When everything to believe is led to security
No one cares... really
Did anyone ever really helped?
Death to finance someone finally
Or is it the commoners to have as pelt?
Everyone wants to be the one
One to who really?
Manipulating humans we hunt
We are existing... honestly