I lost the way of humanity through reason.
I’m still breathing,
I think that I’m still alive,
But it’s hard to tell in the distraction
Of hundreds of thousands of you's,
All them their own individual strain of chaos,
Explosively depreciating our species
In the name of its own disintegrating presence.
I’ll fade like the
Dawn and sunset,
Yet these questions will always be asked,
In many fashions of the way.
Well, If I wanted my own disillusion,
I would have been a heroine addict,
But the here and now of the presence that is me
Said you are a fake.
You can not distract me you fucker of humanity,
I am immune from your concentrated conception of ignorance.