There arent any shortcuts.
When you get to that lobby,
There’s a receptionist,
Along with security invested in disallowing anyone that isn’t for them.
How lovely it’ll be,
To barge in and claim to be the owner of an Industry,
You have no credentials in regardless of your countless years of independent study…
Going left when reaching that corporate building,
You might just come across a Key Holder with access to every code you must know.
Whether it’s how to dress to impress!
How to speak your best,
How to think like the rest,
They possess each key to every door,
Off to anyone who’s really meant to be a Boss…
Going right when leaving behind the truth on the other side?
You’re left with two choices.
Either you decide to wear the mask they provide,
Quit sprawling and block out all noises leading you away from what you’re meant to become…
I don’t about you!
I said no to any offer not involving my freedom.
If walking through another’s revolving door only fuels one’s dreams?
How can you ever blast off and begin reaching!
For a set of stars City Lights like to dim out so that we don’t see them?…