The Drive

What if the world took time to understand

What goes on inside each other’s heart? 
Everyone tries in their own way 
To tame thoughts and yearnings
Steering ourselves toward appeasement  
Forced to hide behind our fears 
Building facades of many kinds
But no one is truly confident 
We preen an avatar
And send it out fiind the dream 
Then cause offenses along the way 
While attempting to reach it
Few understand how hard we try
If we stop reaching there’s a void
Is satisfaction a form of defeat?
It may be the goal of the icon
But a heart only wants to be loved 
And finding that knowledge carries us 
Beyond the anxious drive
Past the persona we present 


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