In reality life is truly an art gallery
Yet we divide artists into categories
But existence is what we all share
Although its the pain that we all bear
We all swear, none of us is clean
Shit unseen, tapped by corrupt machines
Cancerous addition of problems multiply
But government takes that and nullifies
We distracted like we attention deficit
The life we solicite comes back to visit
Dead realities is the publics conscious
Yet the attitudes are the most obnoxious
Our emotions cancel out our goals
We become arrogant sellin our souls
The life that unfolds is ugly depictions
So we conform to religion's visions
Yet no one listens and they only hear
But death is truly what we only fear
Nightmares appear to us like schizoids
Lookin behind our backs like we paranoid
What's real? Questions with no answers
No matter who you ask vets or amateurs
We alone with no instructions given
As I see buses passin by to prison
Orange cars trail by seems suspicious
I saw prisoners whom lost their wishes
The connection of how the system screws
Even if ya win the battle, its the war you lose
A woman spilled her juice reminded me
Matter of fact blinded me of life entirely
This blood-like vision streamin on the street
She simply just walked away in defeat
Went along her day, we all live in fantasy
Searchin for identity, we all in humanity
But inhumanity is resemblance of death
And the vengeance to deprive us was left
When reality strikes we all bound to fall
Cause we are the people that surround it all
Schedules, meetings then rest on weekends
As man met reality, weakened with no reason
Flowers, tombstones, rainy sunday coincides
The effect of what happens when people divide
...................Is when life died.....................
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