what superpower would you want?

a question asked foolishly in kindergarden

what would you do with eternal money?

the ease we were helplessy filled with

some said invisibility, to fly, to teleport

yet now all we can dream of is escaping our fort

away from a prison where we live stuck

our minds trapped within a concept of luck

where the winners of the show are a fictional idea

waking up and hoping to acheive by debloat chia

living a life in hopes of sucsess, in a waiting for one worth living

never seeing that by imprisoning ourself in this sitting

our true desires hidden beneath the depths

wont surface, even after all the deaths

its never enough to scare us into reaching for one thing

the only thing worth existing for

the only thing that makes us living

freedom.