Satellites not Stars

Satellites not Stars

 

There are two sides to every coin

And two faces to every person

But tonight we gaze at the sky

None of it matters when we are here

 

We gather as the sky bleeds out

But no crying will be done

The people leave their machines

And go home to different machines

 

Coffee may be cold

But we don’t taste the difference

It all tastes the same

In the dark

 

We don’t belong to a system

We are It

We deserve to be famous

Yet we kill ourselves

 

A beautiful mind is wasted

By the thoughtless

An intrusion of questions

No

Nothing is new

 

Wrong answers only

But make sure it’s quick

I want to make sure

You’re not the One

 

Everyone has words to say

And many will say them

But few

Will ever be heard