Social Slave

I am a shadow

Of what I used to be.

I am a firm, solid body

Of what I've become.

I used to be

Chaos as well as Integrity.

But now, I am a just a glimmer

Of what I used to be.

I was a silence

That was never part of the crowd.

I suffered a nagging feeling

Of self-doubt.

But I was a pain

In the neck of the crowd.

I was the tornado

That silently brewed-

Not loud.

I was their destruction,

I was their change.

I was their salvation,

Yet nobody wanted to be saved.

I was a lonely ruin

That wanted to conquer-

But could not.

I was the abandoned home

That wanted to welcome

But could not.

Because-

In my search of Integrity,

In my search of 'okay',

I was chained unto idealism

And was taken away.

I am not who I was,

I am not who I wish to be.

I am enslaved to the social food chain,

Being at the top

Is now my aim.

I don't wish it to be.

Somebody!

Save me!

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