Thought Disease : Era of Socks and Ties.

Oh! Ties and socks,
Why wont you stop!
You are killing our shocks
With your stocks !

You need to leave
Us in a land
With feathers and inscesnes,
Or Ag8Ma__/÷

For us to see, we put you on
We need a mirror, but its ever present dear!
So then why not?
We put you down.
Its cause the mirror needs light,
To shine through your darkness light.
Though its still light, light will remain
Its upon what you shine!

Oh socks and ties,
For you to be
I have wasted myself
Carrying out myself this long.
Oh when you will leave,
Won't you take me
If we were this long why couldnt they see?
Now hopefully, the light is right,
So we'll be leaving home right? Tonight

I am afraid,
Who'll take our place?
Just like they gave us their crown?
Will they pass it on, melt it down
We wont be there, to witness
But our legacy would hopefully make it through the other side,
If the mirror shines soon enough for us to be recalled
For our bodies to be around.

We will know
When the cord is right, if we will be the last, or just a part of this legacy that is meaningless on our departure to us.

(Picture: Starbucks BKC, Maumbai, India @ the time of posting)