sacrficial ill

Sigh, oh the sacrifices we must endure.
Creating illnesses we can't cure.
All in the mind. In the name of success.
Feeding our ego we suffer such duress.
Pay no attention, pay your fine.
Speak written word, not your mind.
Next time as her perfume fills the air,
remember the untouchable, love not shared.
Loneliness fills our hearts, In a world taken by mankind.
As the comfort we seek is not in the pleasure we find.