Line space line space Road, building, road, building Car, bus, truck, car, bus, truck Grey house, brown house, grey, brown Why is everything man-made so bland and sad? When we can’t see the beauty in nature? And base our creations on our creators' creations? But our surroundings condition us to create in that same old boring way “Well how did we get here?” we say, Nature had taught us to be spontaneous Flower tree, bug, deer, flower, mountain, river bug Sun, storm, snow, snow, sun, tornado Blue, green, blue, orange, pink black Why do we seek stability when we were raised in a chaotic and ever-changing world? Some say evolution, others say education you could even say routine... But I say it's caused by corporate greed and their ploy to romanticize boxes and roles. A game where they try to control Well, capitalism I don't want to play your game. Let me be free, wild and me, let me be outside of a box. But I know that society will shove me back into a line and say “Go to school, go get married, go make babies then stay in the kitchen” “No, no I won’t” I cry back on deaf ears Do not shove me into a line saying “be more grey and unanimous” Oh world, where have we gone? Let me be who I am, be unruly and unique like the world we used to live in