You ask
You ask what good is this life.Aimless days embraced with open arms, A piece of paper decides a life's plan.Blinders preferred, mediocrity sought,Creativity dictated, clamping thoughts.You ask what good is this life.The suffocated smile and pretend to breathe,Warriors retreat and swords are sheathed.Social acceptance - the primary concern,A moment's hesitation - a lifetime to yearn.You ask what go...