Think

Think

I walk down the same crowded hall every day,
I see the many faces and their blustering personalities.
Everyone has something to say.
There always busy buzzing like bees.

The bell rules our life kind of like a queen.
Walking to the next room, job forced to do.
Our future far ahead remains to be seen.
The only escape is a dreadful flu.

I walk, a drone, through this busy bee hive,
Listening to our queen, her wish is my command.
Forced to walk this way and wonder am I alive?
Or am I buried head in the sand.
We work together though not a team.
We work together though we are divided.
Such repetitive monotony I think I'll scream.
This world I begin to notice is one sided.

Together but alone I'm forced to wonder,
I'm not supposed to think, but to deny myself...
That could be my biggest blunder.
To store my mind away nothing more than a book on a shelf.

The many faces...our team mates,
Together but alone that will cause our fall.
Together but alone, we control each other's fate.
Do we see each other at all...?

~Rocker