I think I'm a transplant from another place and time;
just don't fit in here and slowly losing my mind.
Going through the motions of day to day life;
reading of turmoil, hardship and strife.
People are oblivious to all this it seems;
nobody cares now, they live in a dream.
Going about all their everyday chores;
then going back home and closing their doors.
Said hello and how are you to someone today;
the response that i got was get out of my way.
What books do you read I asked the last guy that I met;
I do not read was the answer I get.
Needless to say that didn't go far;
shaking my head as I walk back to my car.
What happened to courtesy, compassion and trust;
I think they are gone now but find them I must.
I refuse to give in to this lifestyle that surrounds me;
refuse to sit back and just let it be.
I want so much more than just to exist;
want to catch up on all that I've missed.
So each day I'll keep trying to go back to one;
try to undo some of the damage that's been done.
Maybe one day through this search I will find;
someone who can talk and actually has a mind.
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