FunkyWorld

In a world of plenty, everyone is wealthy, But are you really healthy, when you’re just adjusted To a sick society, that makes one so disgusted, Of the whole variety, of forms in which anxiety, Storms from behind, into the mind of the humankind, Forcing it to seek escape, from its past as a weak ape. So, is it really healthy, to have a mind so used, To constantly be confused, always making choices, From a mental “I”, that’s impossible to satisfy Getting lost, trying to achieve, what “I” believe, oh so naive, Unable to perceive, life without a goal, “I” without a role, With no comfort or security, and the absence of control, Not replaced by an authority So, is it really healthy, to have a mind so used, To constantly be confused, always making choices, From a mental “I”, that’s impossible to satisfy