I guess this task is too much to ask.
Standing solemnly in the window, as the outside world continues to pass.
Internally, the traffic continues to crash.
Rushing, so I’m hitting 100 on the dash.
So fast, sometimes myself I can get past.
In the ambiance I like to bask.
Have a gulp of the brown energizer in my flask.
Finally removing my mask.
Feeling disconnected; is there a lag?
I thought I was it, but this isn’t tagged.
A dimension full of projected clownery & ego is often to blame.
My righteous name I don’t wanna defame.
The beast I’ve resisted to unleash, can no longer be tamed.
Everyday we are continuously looping in the same cycles, unless we decide to change.