Succumb

Dreams are what I'm made of,
Streams to the sea seem to be too narrow of path for me to take,
People always say "There are more fish in the sea.",
Well honestly, I don't want fish out of the sea,
I would much rather jump in a lake,
Then to put my life at stake swimming with sharks and dangerous fake fish,
For the smallest of places can produce the brightest of faces,
Never leaving traces or spaces in between,
Not know in the world for what she does,
But know in town for what she was,
All fish visit the sea,
Some tremble before it's high raised skies,
Then they try to survive but the sharks of this world eat em,
So they choose to go back to the lake if they are smart,
Because if they don't "beat them" they decided to "Join them",
That fish becomes tart to the mouth,
Bitter and sickening,
They go from Prized winner to the Runt of the litter,
Humans succumb to majority to fast,
Letting their life pass only worrying about what's on everyone else's ass,
They are drinking from the tap,
While me and everyone else are leaving sink water behind and drinking the mother of all wines,
2nd best is what they get,
While we choose to be smart and get the number 1 set,
This isn't about love or finding the one,
This is a true story about a girl who has won,
She is done with life and it's choosers of evil,


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S