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.