Board the new 'exciting' plane
Everything so new, so clean
Furiously things fairly gleam!

Your so happy, so excited
That you dont seem to notice or care,
That things dont add up.

Then it hits you, everyone lookes the same.
Everyone smiles the same smile
And laughs the same laugh.

The gleam is not from the plane,
But the sun outside pushing through the dark window
The only true light.

Find the door outside to the light.
I am still looking for the only way
Without hijacking what I have.