Thread: The Blues

Stuck in here living with whitescale harmony
Nothing ever changes, everything's the same
Walking like a robot without a soul
We've all been programmed, turned into machines
No questions, no doubts all the world is happy

Here you are
Stuck with the generality blues

Everything stinking of white hospital walls
A whole generation conforming to an invisible force
Sitting with the button stuck on repeat
Life's just one great big magician trick
In the end it's still some fake sham

Here you are
Stuck with the realization blues

Seeing the lie for what it is, staring it down
Going crazy now that you can see clear
No more grayscale monotones haunting the night
Just a world of lonely insanity to keep away the cold
Everything fell away when the program failed

So here you
Stuck with the suicide blues

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Don't remember if I posted the original of this before, I might have. But this one is is the remade version, it got changed a lot.. the first stanza is the only one that has a bit of the original in it.

But in any case, enjoy the poem.