Are you done now?
Did you tame the beast?
Find yourself somehow?
Looking West and travelling East
Stop this insanity
Stop the self-destruction
You are a walking calamity
A talking reduction
Of what you hoped & dreamed
Looking for love
In all the wrong places
You’re pushy, you shove
Connecting with no one
Lost in faces
Brittle and abrasive
Find a mirror
Connect please do
You’re killing me
You have my eyes
But I don’t recognise you


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