Reflection

my mind is constantly on the run
I cant seem to digest
whatever that goes on around me
the world seems to be in a crazy dance
the cosmic strings seem to be vibrating
in such a random vibration
sending out musical waves that
seem to be putting humans in some crazy dance

whenever place that we dumped our humanity
seems to be a unreachable space dumpsite
whatever has remained of us is
the relic bones of our once
human charisma
it irks to see the formidable selves we are
such a ghastly remnant, dry cracked bones

we don't seem to see the ills we do
everyone seems to be in a custom shell
cushioned from the happenings all round us
we are all mindful of our selves
no one cares for the other
what happened to us?
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