No5ignal

I used to be so good at hiding how I actually feel

And now it seems like every time 

Everything makes me angry

I cry like a baby 

As it took its first painful breath

Of fresh air weeping in confusion .

I wonder why they scream in suck pain

Is it maybe because they see their whole life flash before then 

My emotions Have been bottled 

Up for so long 

Just like a distant memory 

Of a famous ship from back in the day 

That ruled the seas 

Now Decorated inside of a bottle for display.

Does what I’m writing even makes sense? 

Nothing makes sense to me anymore

So what does that tell you

We are all living in a pyramid scheme of some sort.

We are turning against one another.

Doing whatever u must do for the dollar

And burying your dread in the sort lived

Happiness we get from materialistic things.

Most talk and spread false awareness 

Blind to the fact that they’re doing so.

thinking that the choices you make in this artificial life is you’re own 

I don’t know if the majority 

Turned it’s back on god 

Or if god turned his back on us

I guess we’ll never really know.