I swear,
some people just have no clue.
They can repeat the same routine
every day until they're dead inside
and then, when they ask themselves,
why they're so machine-like,
they have no answers.
Their life is half full.
Their smile is forced.
Their imaginations are null,
and their ideas are coerced.
They are legacy members
of the no-clue crew.
Sucking on thumbs
and chewing on glue.
The cure for stupidity
is opening your eyes.
Comments
Post a Comment