Better as a Soloist

He's sitting alone to a plate of cheerios
Stirring the circles in twirls in his bowl
Imagining a life a little less like this
And more like the world of forever ago
Before he had to wake up at the ass crack of dawn
When the future of his past was filled with adventures
When every new day would hold untold wonder
Than clocking in and out and worrying too much
About the stupid things
Like being on time
And making sure to spend enough time with his girl
Or his friends
As he pleases one and disappoints the others
Till slowly all smiles fade from curiosity
When his imagination stretched to infinity and anythings possible
Surely in the infinite recesses of his infinite imagination
He'd find no finite things in store
But his life will be over in just a few decades
And then what happens then
As he ponders the sad and obscure little question
And its a joke that his biggest fear is being alone
Like that's such a bad thing
Being able to judge yourself and think on your own sins
Without being seen down the barrel of a hangmans noose
Slinging up your own elbow, and taking your sweet time to piss
No need to be here for their sake
Just a need to be here to create
No expectations,
And no delayed progress
Just you and the wall and a paper and pencil
But life isn't lived as a solo act
The ensemble exists for the ecosystem
You help them and they help you
Holding hands
Shooting guns
Building nothing
Bemoaning everything
This is the world we have
Where we as a whole can accomplish much
But spend it on highs and false truths
Thinking that your purpose is making a difference
In your little den of horny bunny rabbits
Pretending what, denying the self
A group so you don't have to see inside you
The ecosystem continues it flourishes
You ignore your talents and your possibilites
And you become what you think you aren't
Loveless, tasteless, useless
a gum pile sticking to the bottom of a pair of sneakers
Never a second thought
All of us lost
But all of us finding each other
Thinking on the tower of babel
Finding any excuse not to reach out and grab it
Afraid it'll burn us
Afraid it'll sink us
Afraid it'll break us
Afraid it'll find us
As we hide behind giants
Swim in salt waters
Demand free of dairy creamers
Drinking our coffee with a little less sugar
Denying meats
Treating the cow like its better than us
Fooling ourselves that we are better now
Treating our fellow man like fodder
Lumping the terrors in with the regulars
Lumping the abusers in with the peace keepers
Not letting us go about our business'
Not letting us just be content
With our beef stew and noodles
With our apples and our oranges
Where is that individual you were
Till you kill him just to be done with it
Just to move on
Did you kill your individual self because your too weak
Now you'll holler with the mob
Demand refunds on already worn shorts
Start on vegan diets,
Let your neighbor struggle to carry in the groceries
But oh I see you didn't drop your butts on the ground
God bless you for being a part of the cog in the machine
Thinking your beyond it
Like he said in that movie
They need people like you to point at
While you need to point at them
Its like black and white
and the individual is in the middle resisting labeling
Demanding more self
Where is the middle?
For its much more comfortable sitting on the line.