In This Land of Mediocracy... I Crave Normalcy.
I crave to have a voice.
I crave to be heard
To be heard above all the static and white noise.
Of this everyday bland american life.
No one is unique anymore.
No one wants to be a voice.
No one hungers for knowledge or a challenge.
No one wants to be challenged.
I want people to hear me
And understand me.
I can't stop talking, writing, thinking, hurting
Because i know they can't hear me.
They keep going on with their life.
Living behing diseased eyes and brains and rotton hearts.
I am yelling and screaming
Trying to save them, save their lives.
Trying to save them from mediocracy and the curse of average and fake.
All they hear is silence
They can't feel emotion
Hear pain
We have become robots, zombies.
Walking along the earth like Cain and Able.
Was I cursed to wander the earth forever and never find what i was looking for?
I am cursed like them.
I have the same characteristics to hate...judge...
Discriminate.
It sucks
I want to be normal
I crave normalcy.
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