Shamed

Petrified by my existence and neutralised by its grievance.

That one dominating feeling, comes bubbling up; revealing.

To be perceived is to become.

Whilst I'm alone my spirit numb.

It's trapped inside, this monster I hide,

The longer I ride the more ready to die.

What was cast a side

I'm shamed, I cried.

No life for life.

Stuffing my mother loving mouth up with,

The Candy filled dying dreams of sick and dying little kids.

Mm it tastes so sweet.

Like factory farmed, battery raised chicken meat.

That's what they want to see.

Kids these days, ipad raised and medication dazed.

Former generational slave to a culture with society that's blood money paid.

You really think you're brain is to blame?

How can it function drowning in shame?

Why does it feel so good to be in pain?

Petrified by my existence and neutralised by its grievance.

That one dominating feeling, comes bubbling up; revealing.

To be perceived is to become.

Whilst I'm alone my spirit numb.

It's trapped inside, this monster I hide,

The longer I ride the more ready to die.

What was cast a side

I'm shamed, I cried.

No life for life.