A small vacuum in the universe
This town calls to the unsuspecting
Lures them with its siren song
Promises the security of idyllicy
Then traps them in its web.
We are raised in this place
It is bred in our veins
We long to escape
But there is no such thing.
The soft pink hope of liberation
Shines luminously through
The cloud of reality
The entire outside world is a conspiracy
Designed to keep us hoping we can leave
When there is nowhere to go.