Disconnected

Here I am, sitting here Anticipating a dream that will never appear. I'm patiently waiting and longing to feel The results of my actions that were never real. I was foolish to think I would get all I need From this pill, this bottle, or even this weed. I would float and wander and never complete The tasks and the goals that I needed to meet. Karma's a witch, but temptation's a demon. Society's a mess, always wanting to be in A race to chase a meaningless goal. Diamonds they think, when they are but coal.