Masses

Flesh driven

Same moment just a different vision

Same people who do the same things but thats none of my business

A blur in each corner as i move through

I knew two but the cover unveiled the truth to

So i look loose to blend in like the rest but the sickness is pushing me like the flu

Unapproachable but sane for them is approachable but not humane

Beating through is repeating the same cycle but no solution is reachable if we all hold our breath in silence

Misguidance, I’m lying

Stop the violence so we can be normal

But violence is needed in every situation for evil

Balances out the ultimatum

We are the decisions and we choose more than 2 paths

My longest thought 💭 is how long will this last

Smart crowded plugged in creating power through our sockets let it blast

Toxic pockets is where my hands are stuck whenever i think about the past,

The same people who mimic the next will surely be the last so lets continue to follow the leader

Then soon we become the mass…