Identity
Not a thing, nor place
A person
Balloon full of ideas
To think is to be alive
Ignorance, true death
We all are one
Hive mind
Pawns, just a matter of who to follow
But those who follow themselves
Instinct perhaps?
Or just obeying the cardinal rule
Don"t be a dumb ass
A mind, abstract ID
Defines me, defines you
Separates I from thee
So think, be thyself
For the absence of idea
Mental chaos
Is the personification of death
For without individuality
We are nothing,
Just another fish, swimming in a sea
Of generic cookie cut people
No races, just I
And thee
Not a thing, nor place
A person
Balloon full of ideas
To think is to be alive
Ignorance, true death
We all are one
Hive mind
Pawns, just a matter of who to follow
But those who follow themselves
Instinct perhaps?
Or just obeying the cardinal rule
Don"t be a dumb ass
A mind, abstract ID
Defines me, defines you
Separates I from thee
So think, be thyself
For the absence of idea
Mental chaos
Is the personification of death
For without individuality
We are nothing,
Just another fish, swimming in a sea
Of generic cookie cut people
No races, just I
And thee
