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Thoughtlessness This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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Rest in peace my withered mind, for eight to three is not our time
A defiant trance, not one care, a blank unwilling, heedless stare
This hell that you're forced to endure, for this pain there is no cure
Find sanctity in lethargic bliss; forget your strife in thoughtlessness

As we wait for a dark chime to move us from our shackled state,
We find a tyrant preaching on , her daunting presence we must abate
She lingers there as she spouts her creed, this chorus of lies I do not need
Appease my foe, I will not: I won't give a single dime
My friends and family heed me caution but thoughtlessness is not a crime

So return to your mindless droning, your oppressive voice oh so bland
One more order, another demand, and it's your fate I will command
Just stay within your fake empire, lest your undoing you desire
And leave me be in that lethargic bliss, forever I'll remain in thoughtlessness



This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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