Our lives

We live little boxes

And live little lives,

Is this all that we aspire to,

Is this all we have to do

See the motions we need to go through, 

Never questioning anything

Simply always complying,

Playing it safe, feet on the ground

Never try to live your life to loud,

Never stand out from the crowd,

Keep your head down 

Just get through,

Do you really know the real you,

Never shown your colours to all

Never  ever really stood tall,

Never made your voice heard

Always content to follow the herd,

Content with living life unknown

This is the seed that we all sown

And wonder why life can be so meek,

Instead of amazing which we seek.

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