I attempt to stay full, quenched, and free in such a caged and malnourished society
Similar to Hunger Games- we’re all sucked into a bottle of monoliths – all while trying to compete amongst one another
– aquire all trophies – get that reward… move up that feeble latter
– to be the elite from the best… the main vitamin – all in the name of survival… fill the void with empty calories
We starve and starve for acceptance… to find ourselves… through others
– thirst for reassurance to cure all insecurities this world… this game has bestowed upon us… starved us from who we are
What actually is freedom?
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