CORPORATE LIFE:II

Every morning you wake up
To see the stranger in the mirror
Weary eyes staring right back at thee
Searching for answers inside of thee
Is this what you wanted to be

Every day you hate the morning sun
Its time for you to wake up and run
For each day
You must have a perfect game to play
Because you cannot afford to be second to none

In a place where everyone hunts and kills
For if you don't
You will be hunted to the ground
A marketplace to sell your skills
Where money can buy anything
And even screams don't make any sound

It is not destiny's fault
For you knew this would happen
When you chose this path
A world full of I's
And no place for we
Your conscience is searching for thee