do chickens wish they could fly?

safety came first
since the womb burst
this was my curse

second came discovery
the ugly and the lovely
and the search for company

up stood the third
each looking absurd
so I drowned myself in the river of nerds

fourth was the knowledge
the precursor to college
creating my social raw edge

fifth was the sip of alcohol
shit talking to start brawls
just another allegory of a fall

the question came up sixth
my personal crucifix
what makes it all tick?

just some bitchin'