Carving at the stone
Feels like I am alone
Last soul in a glass box
All I hear is the ticking of clocks
Mad to think about where I stand
More like I’ve been banned
Cast out into the endless sea
Forced to wade through stupidity

Face on the wall
It never makes a call
Just a name in the ether
Pretty sure they’re a cheater
Hoping to take aim at joy
Rip and tear until it’s a ploy
Plotted through the years
No way back from the madness here

Suspended in victory
Not a truth I can see
Lies are all that surround
Emptiness of what is claimed as sound
Corruption is in this space
No chance to just erase
What is here will surely stay
Why I sit here and wish it all away

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