where do i go now
puzzles are roadmaps
oranges are apples
the sky is down
and time confines my soul
all the hours every minute
traps another part of me
i look at every second of my life
and know i have no life at all
where did i go where will i go
this place is madness
every thought is caught
every word cuts flesh
every step crashes into the last
chained to the clock
duties and responsibilities
fill every measured moment
we are the tick tock men
empty heads stuffed with straw
driven by desire
trapped by love
exaulted by possession
we are doomed
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