ffs

Floating around like an empty bag,
Only to become everyone's gag.
Rural being outside perspective,
Fighting the urban that is so selective.
Using more and always getting less,
Casual habits that make your life a mess,
Kilometers of struggle with no beginning or end,
Stroking your ego and making you bend.
Aching to see a bit of light,
Killing all cells that could be bright.
Emphasising the "you", all that is bad,
Sucking your thumb, with nothing to add...