Faking it

You will have the last laugh,

while I grow in my insanity.

They say the Lord created the world

In just a week, you see.

“Why don’t you go and get a beer?”

Why can’t I go to sleep?

Why does the Earth go around and round,

Ever increasing in entropy?

Staying true is so hard, especially

When you can’t even see

Faking it is so easy now –

Come, give in to mediocrity.

They say the means justify the ends

They say don’t fly too close to the sun.

They say “Go and chase your dreams, as you please -

But just the modest ones, son,

Just the modest ones.”

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