Broken
pieces, unfinished puzzles,
Too
many mind games, dangerous pathways,
Countless
unknowns…
Which
is the right path to take?
Confusion
overload, sensory deprivation,
Poisonous
chemicals, dizziness to the extreme…
…
In this day and age when being any type of sober is insane,
Simply take the road to madness - the ultimate success.
Vision
crystal clear, equipped with tears,
Removing the irritating sands in agony.
We need
to see all the lies told with body language.
Sweet
deafness overthroned with the morbid sound of truth
The
ugliness of the real conversations are overtaking the collective consciousness.
My
point is proven – we are intoxicated with false communication
Unable
to define the toxic motivation from the words of constant overwork:
- Improve your posture, language and even gaze....
We
are unhealthy driven to exhaustion from these ads of "healthy balance"
When
the concrete walls of our mind prisons are crushing the sparks of the true self-awakening.
…
We
are modern slaves of unlimited consumption of false reality
Where
we all demand to be perceived as overachievers,
When
actually we are slither into the communal mud of ill ambitions
Of conquering whatever we are told to
- Mazes and dimensions of pretend tangibility.
…
Broken
pieces, unfinished puzzles,
Too
many mind games, dangerous pathways,
Countless
unknowns…
Voiceless
songs, empty words,
New
age - mindless poetry.
…
Destroyed
by low self-esteem and toxic self-proclaimed leaders
We
are marching to our own undoing collectively,
Tied up on cheap leashes we are selling ourselves into the shop of “Who is better
than the rest?”;
And
like a ragdolls haunted by an innocent entity we try to endure the unavoidable purchase.
We
are all short-sighted, comforted of the dream of having special place
When
in actuality unbeknownst to us, we hold the key of our own prosperity.
…
Broken
pieces, unfinished puzzles,
Too
many mind games, dangerous pathways,
Countless
unknowns…
And
yet the lesson not learned -
Let
me sell another piece of me!
