This is something I don’t know
When both bring sorrow of a different kind
Not the joy that comes with meeting
Receptive mind
And making waves together
.
Just this forlorn scene
Where superficiality reigns supreme
And nothing moves
Apart from false pretence
That all is well and good
In lands of make believe
So long as you do as you should
And don’t complain
About the pain
That comes with not being herd
