Masquerade
changing faces
people on parade
leave the fate
of the real world behind you.
Doors closing
graduates retreating
to their rooms as it's curfew.
Drab gray
so dull the brightness wakes you in the morning.
Laying your head crawling into your plastic bed
listening to the wailing
of hungriness failing to be fed.
Snaggle-toothed, fork-tongued
Giants with the power of Hitler
disguising themselves
as sheep amongst the herd.
Sour eggs to fill
a starving babe
where is the meat and potatoes?
At home, with the deserving people
where it belongs?
Floating along,
day after day
week after week
as they drone on into months
as the world around you melts
into something surreal.
Take, break, fake...it...
'til you make it.
Through the endless charade of belittling
whittling your way back to from whence you came...
changing faces
people on parade
leave the fate
of the real world behind you.
Doors closing
graduates retreating
to their rooms as it's curfew.
Drab gray
so dull the brightness wakes you in the morning.
Laying your head crawling into your plastic bed
listening to the wailing
of hungriness failing to be fed.
Snaggle-toothed, fork-tongued
Giants with the power of Hitler
disguising themselves
as sheep amongst the herd.
Sour eggs to fill
a starving babe
where is the meat and potatoes?
At home, with the deserving people
where it belongs?
Floating along,
day after day
week after week
as they drone on into months
as the world around you melts
into something surreal.
Take, break, fake...it...
'til you make it.
Through the endless charade of belittling
whittling your way back to from whence you came...
The Real World.
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