Garbage sounds loudest

So many blah-blah-blah that you can’t hear a thing. 

So many la-la-la that it’s hard to hear them sing. 

The city lights are so bright that the stars cannot be seen. 

Workers work so hard, but they don’t make a thing. 

Cars so fast and filthy, food is just the same. 

You wake, but still asleep, continuing the game. 

Crowded streets full of strangers, cribs abandoned for a job. 

Married -not in love- and your friends are just a mob. 

Wandering of the tongue, it just won’t slow down. 

Your mind on autopilot, why won’t you shut your mouth. 

I offered you my gardens, my table and my house,

but you ran to the gutter, now you shove garbage in your mouth. 

I gave you a future, a way, and a name. 

But you ran into the desert, to die among the snakes.

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