Then, why even try?
I'd rather live a mediocre life,
Than die.
And when you tell me that is no life at all,
I simply retreat into my head,
And hear such magical things other than your voice,
Telling me to curl up in a ball instead.
Because Nature never meant it to be this way,
And God forbid that we should have such knowledge,
That we should strive for such lateral goals,
That make us believe we've actually edged,
And that it's alright,
Some rival in the human race.
We should all be running together,
At a friendly and cosupportive pace.
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