A Different Game

The other day I was thinking
That it needn't be so bad
So much of everything
Food, water and land
But this competition
is like a trick question
That made us forget
But someday, we'll learn a different game

The comfort of delusion
Like a bug-infested blanket
Can't relate to family
When your mind's consumed with hatred
Have another slice of pie
To pacify your greed
Abondoning your nature
Lets your inner demons feed



Credits
Writer(s): Bret Sullivan
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