The Artificially Fueled

We are all but ordinary But from within we share a common vision One where we will not be the roots of ridicule Where we will be accepted People with their bright lights these days Shining them on everyone and everything The first thing we see Is a flaw And more to come How do we point them out? By laughter By mocking By destruction But what goes unnoticed Is the natural light Because one as simple minded as the rest Will never notice it. It lies within the weakest of the weak The dumbest the dumb The only difference Is that it burns Invisible to the wicked eye of the artificially brightened But a gift to the chosen one That being everyone. We all chose what light we use But most choose less wisely Everyone has it But for those who follow an artificial light It dims Unable to burn like the powerful creation of the caveman But oh how we hate those with natural light They are nothing like us They are actually going somewhere in life And oh how we secretly wish to be like them No masks to hide their burned out flames Oh the tiny flickers Those with natural light will burn down the road to success While thise with artificial light run out of charge No longer able to hide the truth So why bother to burn someone When they already have powerful flames living within? Maybe you do admire them. Why else would you add fuel to their fire? Im sure you at least learned That you can't put fire out with fire And even if you could You would still fail Because your fire is artificial