The endless days and endless hours
Of a tortured soul and a beaten mind
Absence of creativity, lack of power
These are the lines to describe your kind

Running around in a confined space,
Imprisoned for ages within these walls
Conformity, efficiency in this rat race
Project hypocrisy in larger halls

Trapped hopelessly within this place
Feeling fearful because you know
Your lack of competency means your disgrace
Into spirals of despair, you shall go

And it was your effort, all in vain
Trusting nothing not believing your eyes
Anger, fear, desperation and excess strain
Revealing truth to be nought but lies

And now you learn from your sorry tale
Trust not and force things never
For if your inert, you’ll never fail
You live only once and not forever