it is not beyond my means
what is life even about these days?
i swear i get blinded when i walk outside
food, sex, brainwashing, clothes …
its like when i look into people faces
everyone has on one of three faces
and when i look into there personalities
they know two out of six emotions
and can only understand
three out of nine words
in a completely diluted world
i try to draw common ground
that people will forever be blank canvases
and instead of being filled with the most artistic of designs
the brightest of colors, the passion of creativity
we settle for a dismal picture
four colors,
three lines,
two shapes,
one logo,
zero thought
we settle for
zero thought
