Fast lane

Living life in the fast lane we don’t need any spurs.

Life passes us, seeing so much in so little time.

There is no room for taking breaks and breaths.

Rushing from adventure to adventure without any hope of enlightment.

We’re all after the same thing instead of pausing for a moment and taking a look around.

Like high we hover over anything with no end in sight.

Sliding from exhaustion into depression. Racing with full speed into burnout.

We aren’t living the dream just a nightmare.

I’m wondering where this will end but it won’t ever stop.

Seeking paradise in after-life while creating hell on earth.

We just want to collect as much as we can but forget that we can’t keep any of it.

We are losing ourselves.

We don’t know ourselves but that doesn’t matter as long as the numbers are right.

We are squeezing us into tailor-made suits and buy luxury cars to impress people          we don’t even care about.

Just want to join the exclusive club that merely exists in our heads.

Every morning we hang up our soul, throw away love and humanity, leave our mind on the kitchen counter and trade it all in for some designer clothes and a Mercedes key.

Wanted a life full of health, happiness, experiences, and wisdom. Instead we get lonely hotel rooms, short nights, Yeezys, and restraints.

It just keeps getting stranger.

Keep having permanent stress.

We don’t even look out the window anymore.

No sweet dreams, ’cause the stuff of what dreams are made of is sold out.

We are caught in this hamster wheel.

Aren’t allowed to leave the cage, curfew was put on us but the door to a better life is within one’s reach.

Just like Inception I would rather be trapped in my dreams but life ain’t a blockbuster.

Have to go back in time and bring the world to a stop.

Need to wake ourselves up and free us.

We could reach for the stars but reather handover the star to the concierge.

No satisfaction, love, and hope but beamer, Benz, and Bentley.

No children or marital bliss but one night stands and empty beds.

I’m wondering where this will end but it won’t ever stop.

Feeling like we have lived a thousand lives and nethertheless experienced nothing.

Speeding on the fast lane towards burnout but the last time we have looked around we were merely children.

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