The young children dance
In melancholy pleasure
Bodies like puppets

The adults acted
With grace, very flawlessly
Like soulless robots

A hell of heaven
Maybe a heaven of hell
All in perspective

Drunk with no liquor
Walking aimlessly nowhere
Procrastinating

Heads are in the clouds!
Bodies lifeless on the ground!
Dysfunctioning world!

A/N:
There's actually an easter egg in this poem! Be the first person to find it and I'll give you a follow or some votes or both! Prizes might be late because I'm rarely on Wattpad.