Mentality modernistic.

Slowly falling backwards in fast forward, slipping quickly in rewind Everything has been said and done , envy and jealousy orchestrates the emptiness of your mind A futile release riddled with confusing censored free speech gone blind with  cold silence Seemingly progression can't be made without the hunger for some violence All elements of daily routines become stagnant and replicated Sadly duplicated , strung out half dead, disappointed to be constantly reinstated To a lifeless life , crossed crushed  and  annihilated Black and white, wrong and right, fight or flight no end in sight The never ending need for worthless fortune and fame, your just another  piece in this worthless game We numbly stagger deeper past the feelings and the pain Memories haunting hunting onward in confined collective consciousness Erased from my dreams exploring fears of the emptiness , I obsess over the obvious. I confess, I could care less , if you would only be honest with yourself, there would be no need to ever second guess. We wouldn't have to point fingers and assign blame We wouldn't have to feel such worthlessness. So easy to be erased from the scene by the smiling unseen , don't buy into the bullshit Nothing has ever been what it seems. Proof that even souls can be bought with a half off coupon to your hopeless hopes and disappointing unfulfilled dreams.