Life seems to be a blur,
It holds little pleasure anymore,
It is a series of necessary movements,
Each one perfectly engineered to pay,
In some way or another,
Iโm constantly lost in thought,
Caught up in a flurry of movement,
Against competing sounds,
There is no longer an opportunity to stop,
I am a ball of confusion in motion,
Daily toil seems to have no end,
Stress abounds in infinite supply,
Pain is a daily reminder,
It is an inconvenience to others to mention it,
What doesnโt affect people has no meaning,
Pain is personal, worry is the same,
Ignorance is the Crown Prince of today,
Soon to be made the King of fools,
I see no point being involved with most things now,
Even imaginary escape is impossible,
Peace always has a cost associated,
Human spirit has been corrupted,
Life seems to be a blur,
It holds little pleasure anymore.
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