Is this life?

Reality,
Existence,
Meaning of life.
Dead end job,
Mortgage,
Two point four children and a wife.

A reason,
A goal,
A true belief.
Or lost in a world of religion,
Offering light relief…

Confusion,
Intrusion,
Hide in your house.
Walk the streets,
Looking at your feet,
Timid as a mouse.

Quite realisation,
That civilisation,
Just isn't right.
Neglect that thought,
It's too deep,
Want to sleep easy tonight.

Progression,
Through recession,
Further into the wrong.
It doesn't matter,
This bitter sweet existence,
A single life doesn't take long…

Block of flats,
Can't keep cats,
This place is a dive.
Broken glass,
Scattered on the path,
Is a poor man's gravel drive.

Living to work,
Not working to live,
Is this the way to be?
Need more time,
To be myself,
Not just two weeks by the sea.

Life,
Can be a pain,
But what else can you do?

Always smile,
Step out with style,
And keep your heart good and true.

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