Do you think they call it downtown because everyone is down there?

Either depressed and rich but still depressed living in highrises so far away from Earth because fuck her

Or depressed and down and out and living on the streets so close they can feel her, but deprived of life?

Is downtown because everyone misses the sun in a city full of scrapers of the sky to blot it out?

Are they down because the stars don’t shine there?

They don’t know Saturn from his vagueness

Or Jupiter from his over achieving brightness

Like calm down Jupiter you were only almost a star

Are they down because this city demands cookie cutter characters filling in roles cast by those richer that make the rich feel like they’re not rich?

Does forever reaching for a fulfilled living leave them empty?

Tell me why people who have done far more than I will ever be capable of feel comfortable saying

What have I done with my life?

What strange heights they set for themselves

What strange things they think they must accomplish

This whole society thing feels like a failed experiment

Humans are incapable of getting along

Incapable

No one is themselves here

No wonder they’re down

It’s a place where there is nothing but empty dreams

I think we should go back to the drawing board

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