Lost Soul
Watch your world come unraveling,
crashing down.
You tried to scream but out comes no sound.
Clawing, nawing to break the surface,
that is your true self.
You put on a front because what people think.
Now your artificial self has surfaced,
as the true you shall sink.
Yes, sink, into the dark abyss.
You want to cry but instead you get pissed.
Poor ignorant soul that has gone astray,
maybe you’ll find yourself one day,
or have you come accustomed of this?
a mere puppet on strings..
seeing everything how they want it to be seen.
This is the sad truth,
you now part of the status quo.
Intoxicated with the madness,
I can no longer fight off my sadness.
