Clueless, aimless, lifeless but still moving.
A zombie like fate after the apocalypse.
Too young to get a heart attack but old enough to get the heart crusified by many.
Let us all pause that wave a bit.
People, tall like trees but without branches; without roots, just slouching as a worm.
Pretending really hard to be our seniors.
All there remain is annoying crickets molesting the hymns of our life.
Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz, bzzz.
As a rusted fan circles around the lifeless point.
When was the last time a person was seen having a smile from one ear to other?
Sanity has taken the blood from this world.
Madness is magic, limitlessness is genius, routine? A big thumping murder.
Switch on the radio and listen to the cacophony of life,
again, bzzz, bzzz, bzzz.