MY BLIND BUBBLE
Through a film of soapy dreams
I see a running world
A world of might
A world of plight
A world of phony blight
Through a bubble of smoky haze
I try to feel this world
A world of race
A world of pace
A world of glam-disgrace
Before the bubble meets its end
I would rather I meet mine
For this world is too bright
For a day dreaming blind.
1 comment:
itz abt a bubble.
but not bubbly.
nice combo.
i especially like the name.
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