human?

your greatest days. the stories you tell me. the sways of your mind. the wonders you ponder over. the connections you draw.

make me feel less human

you make me feel less human, but the way you make me feel. its hope that there is something to being human that is beyond what i perceive.

. .

i consume until it kills my mind
i consume until it kills my mind
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maybe it is not for me.

genius of them. empty brain of me.

Save me, I'm in a sea of beings
And there's no deny - the waves are holding me under

I'm drowning in a thousand faces
Alien expressions over and over again

I'm trying to scream but I can't exhale
The world seems to spin as I'm left on this square
With no will to hold on
Am I the only one crushed by the weight of the world?

Save me...
I think I've swallowed more than I can comprehend
A soul laid low

A soul has lost its faith again, wide awake in this hole
A maggot on a plate again, wide awake in this hole
A soul has lost its faith again
I've lost myself too long
Am I the only one crushed by the weight of the world?

its a nice tune. it feels tacky. but it is what is sometimes lacked. to enjoy the banall and the often said. it is the gift of the avant-garde that the popular is discredited. maybe not.