EMOticon

Apathy has long been the cause of resistance
We are the victims of karma's entrapment
Are you blind to this futile existence?
Has fear become the sole instrument;
Playing out a soundtrack for your life?
Orchestrated maladies played out with a knife?

How deep have you dug inside of your arm?
Has your guilt merely scraped the surface?
How long have you resorted to this self harm?
Is that your pride reforming into substance?
As you initiate yourself into this hollow scene;
do you find strength behind an empty screen?

Can you comprehend the extent of your melancholy?
There is no hope when you thrive off misery
You think you're alive? Let me explain your folly;
as you walk on hopelessly to the cemetery!