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Floor Cockroach
I guess it’s just me and you little guy
laying here with our heads cut off but we’re still walking around
wondering why?
My brain is gone.
it’s some where over there
but my feet are still walking and moving
they don’t seem to care.
Bumping into walls, going in circles
man.. What word rhymes with circles?
I can’t think like that anymore.
I’m just a floor cockroach.
stepped on and forgotten..
does anybody care about us anymore?
or did your hearts all go rotten?
I think I’ll end my metaphor with one final food for thought phrase..
we are all headless floor cockroaches just trying to get out of this maze.