Tired
You know I'm tired.
I'm tired of conforming to societies standards,
I can not fit into such a narrow role as you defined for me,
I'm tired of the choice between being happy with myself and pleasing you,
You defined the scope of my socialisable identity,
A thin mask hiding infinite potential of origional existance,
I'm tired of listening to the same soulless ********
origionating from the same soulless machine
that would put a pricetag on your spirit if it had a chance,
Because if it isn't mainstream it doesn't matter,
I'm tired of the same old tedious chatter,
We recycle phrases so often we lose meaning,
something modern man has long lost,
We are taught to aspire to get the grades,
that will tie us into bondage
for the least shoddy pay we can bargain for
with ever increasing hours and targets getting harder to meet,
All to make some greedy fatcat richer,
Signing your most valuable and energetic hours away for minimum pay,
At least we get to keep the dark, cold exhausted hours to ourselves,
I'm tired of the endless stream of technology that makes it easier to work harder,
That connects us all digitally as we sever the ability to genuinely connect together,
There's got to be more to life than stacking numbers in a digital account that
will lose value with the next bank bailout,
And there's got to be more to life than facebook and texting
Maybe its why we're disconnecting and the status quo is something I'm rejecting
I'm tired of this relentless assault on my soul
Copyright © Mr Jaybus | Year Posted 2014
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