Apollo, Apollo
The God of poetry
I'd also like to learn archery
And a song or two
On the lyre from you

I talk to myself.
Always in the bathroom
  to my reflection in the mirror.
Sometimes even laughing,
  sometimes even crying.
I don't think it's weird.
I'm sure there are others like me
    Or maybe not?

society society society
we were so happy
why did you drive us insane
my labeling humanity

we are growing younger
because of your dense behavior
you should have been silent
instead of calling us a failure

what you gain is satisfaction
But, in us
what is lost is compassion
you are blind, you don't see
you don't know, what is reality

you don't speak
because you are afraid
afraid, that you may not be happy
like you are today

-Kaya