CORPORATE LIFE

Every morning you wake up

To see the stranger in the mirror

Weary eyes staring right back at thee

Searching for answers inside of thee

Is this what you wanted to be

Every day you hate the morning sun

Its time for you to wake up and run

For each day

You must have a perfect game to play

Because you cannot afford to be second to none

In a place where everyone hunts and kills

For if you don't

You will be hunted to the ground

A marketplace to sell your skills

Where money can buy anything

And even screams don't make any sound

It is not destiny's fault

For you knew this would happen

When you chose this path

A world full of I's

And no place for we

Your conscience is searching for thee