Closed doors, screen fixated eyes
Empty hi's n empty bye's
Everywhere I go no one's living life
It's merely a race in order to survive.
Pleasure's become the epitome
Comfort place that's home
Where's the sacrificial love
Where  I was low n we above.
No one's got time
Pleasure's yet the part of life
Long forgotten is the rhyme
Within the mind there's a hive
Where all thoughts gather together
But now all that doesn't bother
All that matters is pleasure.
Brain n body both at leisure
All this creating a crowd
Where people only hear loud.
Every potential crushed under ordinariness
People's got less to propose, more to confess.
Inspiration too is a conspiracy
A temporary motivation too fussy.
Comfort zone getting wider
Values low and lies getting tidier
Bigger words yet fake
No matter what's at stake
Pleasure's the start and the end
Closed minds can never mend
Unopposed acceptance is towards what they tend.