In A Crowd
As I look around me
All I see
Is a cheap imitation
Of ecstasy
There are those who believe
They've experienced life
But their eyes are dull
Where is the light?
Surely there is more for me
This can't be it
Please set me free
From this awful cage
Of plastic smiles
Of truth behind lies
Of those who beguile.
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