People dying,
Politicians smiling,
Children crying,
Voters sighing,
I can see them,
I won’t hear them pry.
Cultivated scholars,
Drunken lawyers,
Society’s pillars,
Crammed by filters,
I can’t be them,
I won’t see there lie.
Lovers lying,
Promises flying,
Skylights shining,
Words are blinding,
I can’t see straight,
This must be hate.
The Media structures,
Lives are punctured,
Fantasies ruptured,
Minds destructed,
I can be this,
Life can’t be bliss.
Friends with contracts,
Complete contacts.
Plastic handshakes,
Not much at stake.
They are flawless,
Some are priceless,
Words are countless,
Confused and boundless,
I can’t dissolve this,
I won’t find myself.