We Think Thoughts That Trail Before Completion

We think thoughts that trail before completion.

We think what we are taught,
Yet we never stop learning.
Our minds are limited to the knowledge
That has been crammed into our brains
Generation after generation.
It’s become so cliché and recycled
The knowledge is now the customary.
The standard. The expected.
What to do, how to act, how to speak
Has been pumped through our veins
For so long, that now
We are all ghosts of one another,
Carbon Copies.
Copied and pasted.
The clothes we wear
The hairstyles, the trends
Are following a pattern
They’ve etched in our minds.
And now, we’re all trapped
Locked, being the robotic
Clones they’ve made us.
The rut of thinking
Is so common and reused
That just trying to think outside
Of the box, is thinking inside.

We can never get out,
Because we know nothing else
Other than what we were taught.