I like the progression. Sometimes life does seem futile like this.

this poem sounds familiar

the enemy is me you and everyone :|
haha actually the babes are equipped with mechanical pencils and calculators already ain’t it sad

@Pyropunk

Doesn’t it? It seems like we’d live in set cycles.

@pyrrhicv

mostly because I took two stanzas from an old poem about Singapore I uploaded previously.

Thanks to your comment I am now imagining a world where all the adults are babies

babies driving cars
babies doing office work
etc