Here I am staring into reality,
seeing nothing but having everything at my fingertips.

All around me, people have a grasp of the unattainable.
The reasoning is unclear to me.

The joke runs through the air.
There are seldom things that are ever clear to me.

Crystal clear like a LCD display others see me like night and day.
I am blinded by their acknowledgement.

The truth is, freedom is a hard pill for parents to swallow and kids spend their whole lives buying the prescription.
Hoping that one day, their parents will be medicated, intoxicated by their own need for freedom.