when I look at society it`s like looking through the looking glass

a society filled with misconceptions of what should be through pictures in magazines

men with egos bigger than the desks they sit behind 

little girls are seen not heard 

good guys are squished to bugs while bad guys become skyscrappers

people purposefully setting up traps to demolish one another 

tripping on there very own lives 

the cruelty of this topsy tervy world radiates off the earth`s very core

mindless drooling drowns wonder aimlessly through these streets

I see this, I sigh in disguise as I wonder why

is there a light some ware in this rabbit hole we call a world