Distorted Vision

Who knew it would come to this?
Old and boring adages
The poster that you’ve been staring at on the bathroom wall
As inspiration for each day of the week
To get you started on the path to prosperity
There’s nothing like a shot in the arm of fake optimism
To distort your vision…
When you’re on, no one can stand
When you’re on, no one can stand
I’d like to share my thoughts
But then I’m just another interruption
You’re just a holdout from another time
The yes men around you keep your head high
Out on a ledge again
Self-referential and effacing…
You might find, you might find
That I could see, I could see
Something that could never hang on a wall
Worth a thousand words of useless praise
A lifetime worth of accolades
There’s enough hatred around
To paint this whole town or burn it all down
How long could your patience hold out
From the bottom of the pile?