The cold of the nights,
The chill of the wind,
Purple lips
Slipping out beautiful sins
The curses at the sky
Replying to its bitter sweet lies
As society hits her with a label
“The local lunatic” or “mentally unstable”
The howls at the moon
Crying what do I do
I’ve been stranded on this world for two decades
I just want my body to disintegrate
Society ate everyone’s brain
The Internet,
Consumerism,
It’s driving us insane