sometimes when i'm alone
i sit and wonder about what went wrong
what made me constantly phlegmatic


unable to feel empathic
i used to feel things so deeply
but now i shrug and stare emptily

i wonder why people are still surprised
when they should be used to what we are
we used to say "ignorance is a bliss"

and still nothing is truer than this
since the day we wondered why
our world has gone awry

we fight wars based on words from fictional characters
and **** our minds with substanceless chatter
****** did it first and did it well
divide and conquer is the magic spell

by putting the blame on others
they get to control us better
it's easier to control a fear-consumed nation
than to control one with its own opinions