Divergent

Politeness has become a mask for pain.
Suck it up and hit reset on this rigged little game.
If you think I’m lying test your luck.
Though don’t be surprised when you’re hit by a truck.
Fed to crows yet made to watch.
Remembered as little more than a blotch.
For days of heroism have long since passed.
Now everyone just wants to put eachother on blast.

Insincerity is the pinnacle interaction.
If you try anything else you’ll engagement will be a fraction.
Sad state of affairs when hate is king.
Who would’ve thought that would ever be a thing?
Not me for I reckoned we’d burst into ash.
Go out in a spitting flash.
Alas such an end was not meant to be.
Its why we’re fading out in contorted misery.

Fanned the flames until they bit.
Kicked up the dust and filled our eyes with grit.
What a way to go down with the ship.
Not even a finger left with some grip.
Rather we sold out souls to the lowest bidder.
Fitting then we’ve been labelled quitter.
After all bitterness has becone our star.
We even gave it the title of eternal tsar.

Cracked deep, split through.
Internal fault, spitting glue.
Unravel hard, shatter fast.
No future here, fractured past.

Politeness has become a mask for pain.
Suck it up and hit reset on this rigged little game.
If you think I’m lying test your luck.
Though don’t be surprised when you’re hit by a truck.
Fed to crows yet made to watch.
Remembered as little more than a blotch.
For days of heroism have long since passed.
Now everyone just wants to put eachother on blast.