Their Utopia

Raised to believe
That someone will always listen.
Little kings and queens
Holding court at the center of attention,
‘Til the cute wears off,
Real life sets in,
And our enablers
Stop protecting,
Set us free, of sorts.
Welcome to the world,
It’s up to you now to survive.
Set out and thrive, if you must,
Take what you can,
For life is not our paradise —
It’s a phobia,
A thing to overcome.
There is I, you, nor we,
Only they
Here, in their utopia.

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