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Through the looking glass

Through the looking glass, children like to play.

People going to work all happy and gay.

They seem to have purpose in going to work and all I seem to be is a stupid jerk.

Pigeon peck, peck peck, at some food.

Men dreaming of some women in the nude.

Bus drivers, what a useless bunch

and then  they wonder why we all think they're a bunch of useless cunts.

A woman whispers sweet nothing in the ear of her man.

Not for any reason apart from she can.

A cat stretched in on a ledge and stock brokers all hedging there bets.

Maybe one day I will be part of it, rather than being a useless shit.

The world seem so vibrant and yet so bright.  all I feel is darkness that comes with the night.

I feel like an empty room, so barren so alone.  Looking into a dance club.

So with reluctance I groan.  All I see is the darkness and never the light.

With the hope of a future that's never in sight.

I must start looking at the good and never the bad.

As all this does is makes me feel sad.

One day I will strive to make my dream real,

even if it's stupid or even surreal.

I just hope one day, that world doesn't pass.

Without me still peering through the looking glass