I have been lost in this forest of despair
Confused I couldn’t find my way
His voice intensely screaming
Investing our minds
Maggots on rotting flesh
Sly as a fox
The Pied Pipers soothing songs
Disoriented following around
Thinking of places, faces, and things which do not exist
The hand of the lost
Reaching for the lost
Wrapped in a tiny pill
Trying to pull me out of the darkest regions of this infested mind
Seeing the world through foggy lenses
Slowly leading me back in line
Should I thank the indoctrination centers for the mentally ill
Should I condemn these pills
Adorning me in sheep’s clothing
I resent the madness which makes me weak
I resent the pills for stealing my voice… my words
With no intentions of giving them back
The pills are the carrots so close yet the journey is endless
Replaced with unnerving sanity
Fuck the universe for fracturing our minds
Fuck the thieving bastards who stole my voice
Fuck these pills full of false hope