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Mediocrity
Computer screen, life in a daze A mundane life to the outside Haze Mediocrity and boredom a constant Life started so great, but now disenchantment I look back on my more youthful times The giddy heights I promised on where I set my sights I was going to rise, to be something special, But now in my life I’m inconsequential Footballer? DJ? Actor or King of the ring. I wanted it all to rise and to sing Alas, no. it fell flat to the earth. My Youthfulness gone, only grown in my girth Up at six then to the office I go. In a sea of grey, the day seems to travel so slow. Would I escape if given the chance? I would skip, I would run, maybe I’d Prance. Tap, tap, tap on the keyboard. I file and report. Blue screen all day long, I wish it would halt. In my life I need fun, I need joy, I need Wonder To sing in the rain and dance in the thunder The day finally finished, on my way to my home. completely invisible, just want to wander, just want to roam. but no, not going to happen, not going to be. I simply exist in this mediocrity.
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