Shedding my Skin
In an age of advanced technology
You’d think we would know, have knowledge
Of past and present biology.
Yet, here I am studying for futures
And lives of others, in a college
In this age, we are lost
We have no idea, or flickering thought
On what our history has cost.
Yet, here we are looking for more
Searching for answers that need to be sort
On this very day, I am confused
I have misplaced my own way, displaced
My identity. I’m amused.
It seems my arrogance is in debt
And on loan to another to defeat
It seems it was not aspirations or goals
But nightmares, and myself that I chased.
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