Crashing in on yourself
Full grown and lonely browsing spreads
Serving a life sentence on a twisted ladder
Who put the quotes around your entire life?
What a dull adult playground drawn out in digital chalk
Good graces with strangers and friendliness with squares
Suffering to explain yourselves in another language
Volunteering for nightmares
Who put the quotes around your entire life?
You framed your gait
Hung it from your neck like a loose noose
And within the aforementioned frame
You carry an impression of synchronization to impose upon your whole day