IF. by choice..

Commonality paints the poison.
 
Vanilla walls marry the cardboard floor
 
Systems rule by embedded illusions, generations float by without even a ripple.
 
Depth is never greater than the 1st page, glossed over smooth as a perfect lie.
 
Analog beat touches my soul, dial in.
 
"It's ok not to be ok" says the 44th dart thrown at wasted degrees of the well intentioned.
 
Fear is only one of the three idiot's that laugh at your dreams, Worry & Doubt are sitting behind your ears lying to you.
 
Tangible by thought.
 
Open the positive.
 
I left it unlocked.