Of all the atrocities known,
How much have you really been shown?
When you mutter,
More like a stutter,
There's too much...
Mental clutter,
But...
What about...
Me
Me
Me
Me,
What about...
YOU?
Who are you?
Not What,
Have you defined it yet, should you, daaaaaaaarrrrrrling, oh..
How?Dare?You?
We mustn't deviate,
Just follow the hollow,
Striations,
Have I lost you yet?
Oh... That's right,
You're not lost as long as you have your,
Laughable, what's in plain sight, but you still fail to see,
The mind's eye stays closed, and you stay imprisoned,
But all is well, the people have spoken,
Through their forced jury duty,
Job well done,
As you sign another man's life away,
Such a duty you have, that you've never been trained for,
So important you are!
It's You-nanimous,
Have you ever wondered why?
Seek the mind's eye,
But first, check your notifications, better make sure you don't miss a beat, beat , beat, beat your fucking feet out the door,
As you score,
Damn I need some more!
What were we talking about?
I feel......
Gooooooooood,
As long as I have those pharmawhaticals under the hood.
It's all a joke, it really is,
When you wake up to what isn't and what is,
It's not a blessing, but a curse,
And I could go on and on,
Verse
Much love,
@futuremind