This week it became clear to me that to the government, I am just a number.
It does not matter to them if one day I lay in the street; in the deadest state of slumber.
The contents of my brain hardly matter, neither do the content of my heart which is even sadder.
They do not want to know my name or my face - we are all the same.
We are all just a pay check, your future: their best bet.
Just continue putting money in there pockets.
The illusion of a better life trapped in your golden locket.
It's no longer crazy to me. What is "out of socket?"
lock up your emotions, don't believe in the notion,
that they'll care about you, but don't worry if you do.
That's exactly what the system is for - brainwashing
Remember to take your precautions
live happy! because you can't in your coffen.
YOU ARE READING
Is it dark enough yet ?
PoetryMy life put into poems. The description won't really do it any justice so come along for the journey and read !!
