Attempting to keep up, yet falling behind.
One step forward, two steps back.
Demand chases after supply,
supply has been hiding in the cracks.
Will we find a safer place
or simply come to a stop?
The prices are endlessly rising
while the stock seems to constantly drop.
The consumer stays stuck in the middle
unaware that their choice has been made
while they were standing there, hemming and hawing,
not knowing the real price being weighed.
We feel out the signs we can't read
because our eyes have been sightless for years,
which results in misunderstandings
that play us right into our fears.
The continual drone on the screens
switch up their stories each day
until the truth is well-hidden from sight
and our choices no long feel gray.
We pick a side in hopes
that this'll all be over soon.
This crazy herd mentality
will drive us to our doom.
And those we're supposed to rely on
are really just puppets on strings,
tugged along by big corporations
with promises of money and things.
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Ghostwriter
PoetryLiving with mental illness can oftentimes trap one within the inner maze of their mind. In that place, dreams, fears, wishes, and regrets all compile together to create a new world far from the one we physically exist in. At times, it becomes easy t...
