Worlds Colliding

My worlds collide in a small box.
I am the rat in the race
I am the bird in the cage

My worlds collide in the material
I am the comfort of now having
I am the product of not having had much

My worlds collide in my ego
I am the definition of titles on paper
I am the desire for more value

My worlds collide in my mind
I am the freedom of thinking
I am the tortured of the thoughts

My worlds collide in the home
I am the slowly dying sun
I am the unconditional giver/receiver of love

My worlds collide in dialogue
I am the level headed in conversation
I am the judge in the opinion

My worlds collide in the presence of others
I am the anti social in the gathering
I am the spot of comfort outside of the zone