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.
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