Oreo

If only you could dish,      
I know what its like to sit and wait for      
Food and a drink when i myself can only eat on break and at home at the end of the day.      
If only you can communicate,      
I know what its like to have something to say but as you speak other's perceive      
it as a language from space.      
If only you could be free,      
i know what its like to stay hold up inside with a fixed time to see the grass and the sky when i punch the clock at my job,      
If only we could be rid of these chains leashes and shackles that our bosses or our masters use to manage our schedules we wouldn't choke ourselves in our limited space, With an expression of no hope on ourface, As we soak while we bathe in another Beings dream. The american dream  
Is decaying its cost of living is paid with the  
adventures enslavement.    
In symbiosis i see my life in his.