Along mediocrity

I see an open door, trying to walk on past it as I want more.

Trying to see the right way so I can move on, and walk this open door

Of man the machine

Day after day I struggled and fought, and so came along pain I brought.

The demons of my own design followed, acceptance only, since long I repent and give out passionate thoughts.

To every one I troubled, my sincere plea and apology.

World I had created ended.

God said,

welcome to the real world son

The wings of broken heart ache to fly away