this pursuit of happiness
and freedom
we can't help but strive for
finds an enemy within
generations of fighting
endless battles
comes with a cost
we want far more
than we need
and we are so convinced
that we need it all
even at the price
of our brothers
and sisters
and it almost seems
inherent
to push off another's head
to get up to the next
and we start to rationalize
how unfair it is
and we get
desensitized
all to say
it's
mine
mine
mine
so we step on toes
until they break
and think it's fine
suppress the feeling
of right and wrong
and instead
it's
them or me
thinking that someday
someday...
i'll be king
never mind
how lonely
how shameful
how shallow
how empty
it may be
as long as i end up
on top
it will never be enough
onto the next rung
the next step
it's always on the
next one up
the next one
the next one
the next one
...
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