to be human is to be a a walking breathing paradox,
we are all contradictions, with the cities we build and the families we raise
mindless and so relentless with our destructive decisions,
all we know is war, enslavement, and establishment.
we are fighting within ourselves to feel freedom,
witch is a myth, for in our own minds and thoughts,
we are owned by everything, we are slaves to corporations,
and drug addicts to feel an exotic codeine pseudo happiness.
we are all more dead than we can ever possibly be alive.