Does she remind you of me?
Gaping wounds, tears reach the ground before the blood
Uncontrollable laughter, eyes brighter than the sun engulfing the planet
A heavenly entity is seen yet ignored
Ignorance as safe as a gated prison
Freedom is never chosen
The masses chose to be slaves.
Illusions are the new reality
Victimhood the chosen mentality
Opinions lead to fatality
Common sense is the new insanity
Commiting unknown errors and unknown sins
Reasoning that I could have handled situations better
Yesterday never seems to disappear.
Trying to define a concept
Imagining whether there’s an end to this nothingness
Maybe it’s man made?
Existential questions, and every answer is both wrong and right.
Not all sirens are female.
When tribulations come,
will you stand by my side?