corporate cries.

And who are we running behind

If this called some love,

Who are we trying to chase,

And back up for,

If this is love,

And who are we running behind, 

If this is love, 

It’s cruel till the end,

It has burnt scars,

It is dark and ghastly, 

It is what we are,

We are not meant  to say no, 

No one to believe in love, 

If this is what we are chasing, 

Then let death be of us,

They are the worst, 

When they are at their best, 

They are ghastly, 

When they are their nice,

And I stood there to witness,

And these are the unsaid corporate cries.

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