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