Bonsai Immature
Why am I stuck here?
Stewing in a recurring dream
A bonsai world
I never grew
I hold the mantle
On the outside
Armoured in the cold shell
Of a closeted exoskeleton
In licensed word and deed
I am the greatest forgery of life
Credited and undeserving
The height of frauds
But I regress
And I am left behind
The greatest forgery of life
Could never compete with evolution
Stewing in a recurring dream
A bonsai world
I never grew
I hold the mantle
On the outside
Armoured in the cold shell
Of a closeted exoskeleton
In licensed word and deed
I am the greatest forgery of life
Credited and undeserving
The height of frauds
But I regress
And I am left behind
The greatest forgery of life
Could never compete with evolution