Alone I sit in a sea of unseeing zombies with fists clenched tight on harassment, hatred and handfuls of credit. Brains of mush with ideas of mash, where happiness means loads of cash, all to heed an undying need to instantly feed every whimper and whim with no thoughts at all of what troubles may fall when lifes call changes her tune. Destined to walk and continually balk at anything unique, gawking the freaks, seeking only to stay at bay and pay droves to remain that way. Violence thrown, in loves name grown, with no care to whats fair where true love is no longer shown, no longer known. To the bone I weep. Lifes losses so steep. Loves losses so deep. To keep a watchful eye and try to keep loves embrace alive or the world as a whole will die, will not survive, where everyones life becomes the lie. I cry.
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