Prisoners of Life.

Prisoners of life.

Trapped in this game, throwing daggers at each others hearts and lying about the pain.Blind to everything,and numb to words.Sharp tongues of the ignorant hit us like a ton of steel.Why  do we believe the things that they have to say?, when all they care about is the expected reaction from us that they want to gain?,we give them what they need.Until we plead for sanity, when IN..sanity has held our minds in its palms and emptied our souls until we couldnt feel no more.A life of brainwashing is what we came to, we sit in front of our tv's and computers and become prisoners without even saying what we want to.Food is no need when nutrients is being spoonfed to us like the propaganda by the media.Why would we even look for food elsewhere? when the only food around is following us like a shadow..pixels and digits and twitter and constant chitter chatter, ladders that lead to deaths like trends being escalted by celebrities fans.

I say.. we're prisoners, that we cant escape..we serve our time whilst keeping our faith.We learn life the hard way until we say "we wouldnt be able to do it anyway"... I say we're prisoners to what the eye wants us to believe. Prisoners of this illusion we like to call 'life'.. thats only ever been filled with nothing but lies.

you,are a prisoner of this life.

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