Fabricating Your Trap
We let thoughts consume our mind
We make answers impossible to find
On the quest to discover internal happiness
Answers turn to anchors
Drowning us in the sea of thought
And thoughts to demons
Torturing us at every breath
Turned into drones we follow step by step
Individualism has been drowned to death
Society demonizes our every action
We have learned to live for its satisfaction
Release us from these chambers of thoughts
Happiness was all the mind sought
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