Gears and Our Ego
When the gears start up
The ego builds too much
It goes back down
And stays right there
Where it should be
Spiralling out, I hear a beep
The ego is not what it seems
It hides a dark secret within
A secret that eats you alive in a teenager’s bedroom
I’m still trapped in the memories from
The industrial that was before me
But we realize
We need to spill what we learned
Out into the open for all to learn from
It’s calm again
We wander through something that grows
We wander through this eternal melancholy,
The melancholy we have experienced forever
It spirals out and grows before us
The ending signal is loud....
Then stuttering with an approaching silence
Is this what we must end on?
It seems almost too decisive
But we don’t know why
And neither do they
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